The Trust Game

Do you remember that trust game that we used to play as kids, the one where two people stand facing each other and the third person stands in between and using his feet as the anchor, pivots back and forth between the two stationary people. Now imagine you are playing this game, and one of the people who you are trusting to catch you before u fall and push you back up, uses one hand to say, dig his nose, and barely catches u with one hand and pushes you back. Now remember, he hasn’t exactly let you fall, as yet. The next time, the same guy, uses one hand to suddenly scratch his ass, while again barely managing to support you with the free hand. Would you trust him enough to trust him the third time? Think about it.

The Trust Game

Do you remember that trust game that we used to play as kids, the one where two people stand facing each other and the third person stands in between and using his feet as the anchor, pivots back and forth between the two stationary people. Now imagine you are playing this game, and one of the people who you are trusting to catch you before u fall and push you back up, uses one hand to say, dig his nose, and barely catches u with one hand and pushes you back. Now remember, he hasn’t exactly let you fall, as yet. The next time, the same guy, uses one hand to suddenly scratch his ass, while again barely managing to support you with the free hand. Would you trust him enough to trust him the third time? Think about it.

Everyone learns my language,

But nobody understands me.

Is it too much to ask, for a simpler tongue?

Spaces are wide, with thoughts between them,

Streets are empty with no souls inside.

Till far away the city envelopes us,

Yet words are lost, before they reach the mind.

Autumn and Winter. Spring and Rain.

Come and go with no reason nor rhyme.

Where is the meaning, I ask sometimes.

Or is it too soon to expect that much.

Just then a sunflower, catches my eye.

And a leap of faith, I take.