Search For The Truth

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Search For the Truth.

 

You cannot judge people just on your own perceptions, without any understanding of the individual situations.

You hide behind the ignorance because it gives you protection, deny all knowledge because you didn't ask any questions.

No interesting finding or wanting to know the truth, because the lies you have been told and believe suits you.

Every story or situation has two sides, unless you have listened to both, you have no right to decide.

You have no right to stand on your box and preach, latch on to what you want to believe like a blood sucking leech.

Go to write your commandments on that tablet, bitterness and resentment is an evil if you live by it.

In the adult world it is easy to ascertain blame yet blame never comes under the ownership of one name.

You had opportunities to resolve issues, but you refused, because if you found out the truth your escape goat you would lose.

Your views and opinions are not written in stone for the world to obey, one day you might take the time to listen to what other people have to say.

You must respect and understand you are not the most important person in the universe, you try to treat and talk to us like you do with your politicians without success.

Unable to have civil conversations if the person doesn't agree with your words, you want the world to listen to your opinions while showing complete contempt for theirs.

Devoid of compassion for others if your views they do not share.

When challenged your anger rises and you run away and hide, the remotest inclination that you could be wrong is not a thought you can abide.

I watch as you bully, emotionally and mentally your hard-working colleagues, because you know you would not get away with that with the public.

Maybe one day you'll respect the children and what they deserve.

Maybe one day you'll deal with your insecurities and fears.

Maybe one day you will leave yourself obsessed world.

Maybe one day you will let both sides be told.

Maybe one day you will ask the questions you should have asked.

Maybe one day you try to understand the sordid past.

Maybe one day you realise it is not what you believe it to be.

And then except truth and take responsibility.

 

Tobani (2025).

  • Author: Tobani / Nataiella (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 12th, 2025 02:44
  • Comment from author about the poem: This is about Mr Starmer as now and when he was a legal prosecutor and has continually denied a national review into the grooming gangs we have in every one of our city`s.
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 17
  • Users favorite of this poem: Lady Lilliann
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  • David Wakeling

    Umm this is a poem filled with venom.Certainly a clear and powerful message here.Excellent

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    • arqios

      There is something static and stationary about truth, something amoral even. Much to ponder on, here… what a mighty poem! 🙏🏻🕊

      • Poetic Licence

        Thank you for your feedback, much appreciated. You can probably tell, this one made me angry, but hey ho

        • arqios

          Yeah, an angry poem is grander and more understood than an angry person in the streets causing a scene… so use that pen and wield it mightily! 🙏🏻🕊

        • sorenbarrett

          Strong words and a powerful message sent to those with an inflexible view and harded heart. Unfortunately most of us are set in our ways and unwilling to do what it takes to change our views and thereby comfortable lives. Well spoken with conviction and a sense of reproach and anger.

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          • Tristan Robert Lange

            Being from the US, I am not too familiar with Mr. Starmer or grooming gangs, but yikes! This poem is a straight-up callout for accountability—something we could use more of everywhere, not just in the UK. And...listening to both sides and not hiding behind ignorance...Politicians in particular have a real hard time doing this. Truthfully, though, that is a human issue all around. It definitely hits hard and true and makes me think about how often leaders dodge responsibility instead of facing the truth. Well done on this, my friend. Well done. 🌹👏

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              • Tristan Robert Lange

                You're welcome, I looked him up and got a little bit of the context. A poignant poem, my friend! Well done! Truth must be spoken to power. 🌹👏

              • Mutley Ravishes

                I guess we nearly all have a little (or a lot) of the Starmer in us. I think this is how he is able to operate. Imagine him and his ilk trying to operate in a (real) golden age.
                Great write!

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                • John Prophet

                  Those who attacked are now on their heals.
                  Nice write.
                  John

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                  • Lady Lilliann

                    I’m doing an Instagram live with a friend and it is about truth. This poem is fire and is truly on time.

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                    • Emile Dubois

                      Nobody can ever understand what walking in someone elses shoes is really like. We judge to save time, yet that very act creates more division in a rapidly eroding world. Politicians are a pointless distraction. I admire your energy in addressing this, and yet anger is an energy.

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