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Truth Be Told

i cannot write a heavenly poem for i have never been

never seen it strewn on a map

due east of any other location i have ever heard of

but i have read the descriptions

so i can imagine places that look like Heaven

with backyards that feel like Hell

because those places actually exist

they have names on this Earth

i also can’t speak of a god that i have never seen

never had the privilege to greet, hand in hand

i’ve knelt time and time again

but Faith is only as strong as the believer

so when screams are met by nothing

the silence begins to sound like lies

say something, i need to know it’s real

history is a compilation of everyone else’s stories

tales

long and short

lived and heard of

books sell perspectives

one sentence at a time

transcribed voices of self-appointed authority

giving answers that

when lucky

create more questions

and promote growth

but usually fall upon impressionable minds

yearning for any reason

to not have to think on their own

but where the fuck is the truth

lost in the spaces on a page

surfing the moon’s tides

dancing behind the eyes of the innocent

or clinging to the last breath of a dying heart

a single vapor

consumed by a busy world

unaware of its existence

or lack there of

i do know that although the premise of Karma is nice

it isn’t exactly promised

if good deeds come back around

then please explain why fucked up things happen to good people

why babies are starving and discarded

victims blame themselves

the poor fight rich men’s wars

and a man can die

without the chance of being told

one last time

that he is loved

why someone would have to go on living

without the chance

to say Goodbye

and know that it will be the last time

i once heard that adversity is the first path to truth

so i guess it should all make sense now:

“everything happens for a reason”

“some of God’s greatest gifts are unanswered prayers”

“what doesn’t kill you, only makes you stronger ”

simple sayings to help you sleep at night

to make the world go ’round

and the sun rise in the morning

as if that shit wouldn’t happen anyway

Night and Day are the only constant to “Light after Darkness”

the odds of any other circumstance is left up to

…

the stars

for the non-believers

Truth, you need more people