IN ONE of those streetcars
named desire
one shall glean
that truth hurts sometimes
and even kills
it would have been better
if
out of respect for life
one simply should have been more
gentler
about the harsh truths
about others
we can be harsh on ourselves
because we are not afraid to die.
RIC S. BASTASA
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-harsh-truths-about-other-people/
