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


15 Responses to “The Truth”
  1. Mairi says:

    Yes…Sadly I agree absolutely. 💙

  2. beth says:

    sadly, the truth does not always win

  3. K.L. Hale says:

    One of my favorites, Brad. I’ve saved this. Just like the forest indeed. I’ve often heard it said, “your reality is what you make it”. The truth can be right in front of us, yet, … sending blessings this Christmas season!

  4. Liam Eddy says:

    Couldn’t agree more; articulated beautifully.

  5. And these words about truth grow more and more truthful each moment.

  6. petespringerauthor says:

    I change the station when political shows come on (regardless if they favor the left or right). I’m so tired of the constant bashing as if somehow only one set of beliefs matters.

    • Brad Osborne says:

      I hear you, Pete. I used to have an interest in the news and politics, but it is all so venomous now that I have lost my desire to be informed. Hope you are well and wishing you the happiest of holidays!

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