A Lesson Not Learned - July 8, 2025

Gary Hunter
Jul 7
1 min read

on our weekly Sunday call,

I or my brother opened Pandora’s

Box and Trump slipped out

in heated interrupting cross-talk

the violence in my voice raised my

blood pressure as my heart fled

that’s when I lied and said

I had to go, then lied even

more when I said “I love you”

seems I can only seethe or love,

being right kicks away affection

caring doesn’t care about being right

I hope we never have to choose

sides in another civil war and

point guns at each other

I’m afraid of which brother

I might see crouching there

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