
Sometimes the truth will set you free
Or put you in a cage without a key
But you have to let it be
Because lies don’t fall far from the tree
When they fall we try to catch them
And use them as a shield
Because the truth hurts like bullets
The ones faced on battlefields
Lies are swords we wield
When we can’t reveal how we feel
To slay the monster we call the truth
And watch innocent blood be spilled
One lie breeds a thousand more
Only to kill one truth
So one truth dies a thousand deaths
Only to resurrect in the war of regrets
There is only one truth..
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Your poetry is interesting. I just got done being a high school English teacher; I’d have been proud to have you as a student. Keep writing. The metaphors swirling around truth and lies and war were intriguing. I’ll be reading you.
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Thanks I appreciate the support and will continue to write
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