If you want to tell me something you know,
But you can’t tell me everything you know,
Then tell me first what has cost you greatly.
Tell me what you’ve paid a high price to understand.
Until then, everything else is trivia.
A pitch.
A con, where the joke’s on you.
But when I understand the life message forged from your scars,
Or find the hill you’d choose to die on…
When I see the passion you practice,
Then I’ll gladly hear the message you preach.
In fact, I’ll listen to anything you have to say.
You’ll have my trust.
