We say we love our spouses and partners, yet we hurt them
We say we love each other, yet we plot to bring each other down
We say we love truth, yet we abhor the truth
We say we love tolerance, yet we become bigots when others think differently from us
We say we love honesty, yet we celebrate the dishonest person as the “best child”
We say we love hard work, yet we hesitate not to live on the sweats on another’s brows
We say we love the virtuous person, yet when a promise is broken we find justifications for it
We say we love justice, yet we shout “mercy” for the unjust
We say we love flowers, yet we pluck them
We say we love trees, yet we cut them
Little wonder when you shout from the rooftop “I LOVE YOU”, I cringe and shudder in fear because I do not know whether you intend to pluck, cut, hurt or bring me down some day or you really mean the words. This is because:
You don’t say what you mean
You don’t mean what you say
You are not who you are
You wear a mask to hide your face
“What you do speaks so loudly that I cannot hear what you say.”Ralph Waldo Emerson
I have refused to watch your mouth; I look at your feet.
