Broken or whole

Truth is a glass half full,
Until we hear the story of both sides.
It makes us fools to drink the half,
Then smash the glass aside.
Until we know the whole.
The journey both have run.
We cannot sit in judgement,
And live soundly in our skin.
So the truth is fragile glass,
Complete only when it’s full.

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