Tainted Truth Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

A tainted truth.
To do.
Can it be restored again.
A truth to renew.
As it was,
To protect and defend.

Too long it had been rooted,
And cemented in an honesty.
But for decades,
Truth had gone through abuse.
By so many truth offended.

Truth for them had no appeal.
And they wanted not to hear it.
Truth for them had no appeal.
Nowhere near it did they wish.
Truth for them had no appeal.
And,
They did their best to hide it.
Deny it.
With a doing to make up,
Lies told to trust.

Causing people to commit...
Division.
Causing people to commit...
Crimes of all kinds.
Causing people to commit...
Division.
Causing people to commit...
The losing their minds.

Can a tainted truth,
Be again restored?
Removed of thieves.
And professional deceivers.
Can a blood stained truth,
Be restored.
Like before.
When everybody knew,
Who the liars were!