The Truth


Nobody thought it ever could

But we have been wrong before

Like the forest full of trees

It has become so very obscure


When it is bent by all we hear

The repeated lies and fallacies

Where is the truth we hold dear

When ours seem to never agree


We find our tribe and listen well

To the words that feed our own

And there under rhetoric spell

Truth becomes the lesser known


We build our own realities

Hand pick what we believe

Surround ourselves in sycophants

Unwilling the truth to see


So, there it died a mournful death

Where nothing requires proof

And we have laid to final rest

That thing we called the truth


13 Responses to “The Truth”
  1. Loved the poem Brad, especially the ending stanzas, what is what ever will be the ultimate truth, but then we all carry our own versions of it, the factual illusion makes us ignorant that truth is ultimate.

  2. beth says:

    I look forward to the truth becoming the norm once again

  3. jonicaggiano says:

    Great piece and so true. Even if you do your due diligence on your sources for information, it is difficult to know whether or not you have the truth. I guess the answer is to do the best we can to find the truth and hope we get the right information. Thanks Brad. Big hugs this morning. ❤️🤗🦋🥰 love Jonikins

  4. petespringerauthor says:

    Perfect! Hypocrites are everywhere who only use the truth when it serves their purpose.

  5. Jim Borden says:

    here’s to the truth making a comeback…

  6. kristianw84 says:

    Sad but true. I hope the truth comes back in style!

  7. Like weeds, the truth does have a stubborn resilience going for it.

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