Truth is truth
Fact is fact
Then of coarse, there is the crap
Some are grey
Other biege
Some amidst the foggy haze
some are old
Others new
Some leave us wondering what to do
All is hidden in plain sight
All that's wrong will be right
Could be surprised for all we know
When we come to the end of the vanity show
The truth in the end will reveal the story
We should know the last line...
The truth is his glory.
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Author:
Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 26th, 2024 03:52
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Comments3
Great write
The most interesting poem that is black and white, just like the print on the page. Nicely stated.
Thank you. It's all fun and games.
I am curious, why is this marked for the eyes of those who have attained the age of eighteen years or more .. many thanks in anticipation of a speedy resolve to my curiosity .. Neville
Good question, for which I have no answers. I suspect it's the same gremlin that keeps deleting my work, before I finish it!
Thanks for the read.
I battle on!
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