Truth


Truth itself is not persuasive,
unlike the shapely words of man

along with the great vigor commanded by those eyes,
those features


Truth is innocent, it is quiet

Yet it professes


Its light shines out in a way a candle flame does in the darkness,

not like the flash-white bulbs of its fluorescent relatives


Yet truth draws seeking minds close

not because of anything it promises

not because of the attractive garments man throws upon it

but because truth speaks the only language

clear enough, tremendous enough

to break the human heart