You think you know truth?
I have shown you truth.
I can still show some more.
This is truth,
The lies I had to hear and had to say
to keep our truth at it's place.
After, there is but malice in the grave
I did not help you dig.
Pity, grieve and applaud
the clown has risen.
Pretend to keep what's right
and assume lies as the gentlest whisper.
These were not ours.
These became ours.
Come back to me.
With truth or with lies.
Truth be told, I can go another round.
28 Feb 2011
2 comments:
Firstly, what a great blog tag. Secondly nice poem. Some interesting thoughts and lovely lines. Thanks for sharing!
Thank you. I'll try to write more.
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