If you promise not to tell, I have heard a good rumor:
Wisdom walks hand in hand with good humor.
If you’re sworn to secrecy, then let it be known:
Let not a word spoken compel nature to groan.
If words of wisdom you believe you can afford,
Then lend me your ear: Your tongue is a sword.
If your lips are sealed, then read from this scroll:
What comes out of your mouth reveals your soul.
I tiptoed around the house
So as not to wake the mouse
That stirs around late at night.
But soon I stumbled into the light
To discover that mouse to be me.
A nightcrawler filled with secrecy.
For a few hours,
Or perhaps even a few days,
We cast our gaze
Into the future
And pray for change.
A brisk walk downtown
Will show many others
Who do the same
With a palm facing up
Or an empty donation cup
Each with a beating heart,
A life story, and a name.