TRUTH IS TRUE TO ITSELF / Poem by Lily Swarn

Poem by Lily Swarn
Truth trembles and shivers in the scorching desert sun
No man is man enough to hold its
Devastating daggers
In the palm of his fragile human hands
Truth shows you the face that you deplore
Bringing into sharp focus the deeply etched
wrinkles of lies
Streaks of deceit marring your alabaster
Scabs of rashes long since soothed
Flaring up afresh in torturous flashes
Truth wriggles and slithers out from
beneath the chiffon veil of lies
It stands erect and arrogant in its
splendid nudity
It gropes in dank odorous corners of fetid
offal spouting cellars
Emerging like a mermaid from slushy swamps
Glimmering and flashing like a lighthouse
in the tempests
That tosses mighty liners and cruise ships on
gigantic breakers
Truth loves its shameless face
Uncovered and devoid of any adolescent
Truth preens on cat walks of
Unbelievable lengths
Sans make up sans hairstyling
Audacious and abominable!
Truth is non political
It takes no sides it has no teams
Truth stands up in pulpits and speaks only
about itself
It doesn’t gossip it doesn’t judge
It only gives the verdict
Truth is not a racist or a rapist
Truth is a gilded mirror
Whom Snow white’s mother questions
Truth is the strict teacher who raps your
knuckles with wooden foot rulers
Truth is the homeless gypsy that knows all
your secrets
Truth is loud and clear with immaculate
© 2017. Lily Swarn. All rights reserved.

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