Sad, the speech he could have given
for men dead and those living
might have meant more, if believing
destiny were a haven.
In the cadence of his speaking,
you could feel his heart breaking;
and his way seemed to be shaken
by the weight of great mistakes.
As he spoke his wisdom wandered
through one door, out the other,
sound and silence mixed together
in true and even measure.
What more words would you have spoken?
As lies go, the ones chosen
said those things they could, then closing,
flowed away free, unbroken.
12 DEC 2012