Dark or light, black or white,
Once it's far from lies,
Visible and transparent enough,
Glaring and convincing,
It's the truth.
Once its backed with facts,
Once it's heard and resonates
Well with the heart,
Bitter or sweet, gentle or harsh,
It's the truth.
It has no two names,
Has no too much of a fame,
Often rejected by many,
Only accepted by few,
It's the truth.
Has its rival as a lie,
Like a plastic painted in gold,
Just to sway the hearts of men,
And serve ephemeral pleasure,
It's the truth.
Though hidden, it cannot be silenced,
Though kept, it cannot be killed,
Though muted, it's voice will still be heard,
Though silenced, it speaks in loud volume,
It's the truth.
Dark or light, black or white,
Once it's far from lies,
Visible and transparent enough,
Glaring and convincing,
It's the truth.
Thank you for your time.
My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.
Still me,
My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.
Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today; doctor's order.