A Villanelle: On Integrity

by on May 16th, 2014
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Integrity is more than a word; it’s a state of being,

Possessing it is analogous to handling a precious bird.

Nurture your hold, you’ll come to love it; otherwise lose it to fleeing.


Squeeze too tight, with all your might, ends its well being,

Relax too much or take it for granted, escape is likely incurred.

Integrity is more than a word; it’s a state of being.


A firm gentle grip, loving caresses inhibit the desire to fleeing,

Tightening your grip jeopardizes coexistence; boundaries are soon blurred.

Nurture your hold, you’ll come to love it; otherwise lose it to fleeing.


Mark my words without integrity; consequences are easily foreseen.

Forsake it, regret is your eternal companion; your peace is soon interred.

Integrity is more than a word; it’s a state of being.


Regaining integrity is difficult for many human beings,

Faithfully guard it, then saying I sorry is easily hindered.

Nurture your hold, you’ll come to love it; otherwise lose it to fleeing.


Observe lessons past, they’re full of wisdom, insight, and guaranteeing,

For humans, the loss of integrity assures morals deferred.

Integrity is more than a word; it’s a state of being.

Nurture your hold, you’ll come to love it; otherwise lose it to fleeing.


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