Poetry

A Journalist’s Song

A journalist asked me: “What to do?”
and me I said: “Simply be true!
Simply be true! Simply be true!”

A bakery-lady asked me the same
and me I said, I said again:
“Simply be true! Simply be true!”

But back again to the journalist.
She asked me now: “What shall I say?”
and I said: “If you just criticize and blame
you might gain some fame,
but if you show the truth,
you will be like a door!”

“What is truth?”, she asked me now
and I said: “A billionaire and an unknown hobo –
both are the same, you know!
Both are the same, you know!”

And I thought about the bakery-lady:
“She still is baking bread for you and me.”
And then I said: “Simply be true!
Simply be true! Simply be true!”

                                                                 ~Michel Montecrossa

                                                                     Gauting, Germany

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