Integrity
I tried to be everything Donna had said
She sought in a man to win her love.
I shaved off my beard and I went back
To work. I went to church Sundays
And mumbled, "Praise Jesus." Donna
Admitted that she was impressed. We
Started dating, and people who'd
Shunned me for decades began to
Treat me as a friend. Though nice
For a while, I left her and them, as I'd
Lost all respect for myself.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck

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Written on 2025-02-18 at 00:49




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