The Truth Poem by TMA

We are living in dark ages
Yes, there’s so much information
Yet the Truth, on screens or pages
Is obscure from deformation
‘Cause men have tweaked it, and hyped it
And added, also subtracted
Till, at last, it’s but a hybrid
From which Truth can’t be extracted…

Now, unclear and blurred is the line
Between facts and opinions
And now the truth is being defined
By the pow’rful and their minions
Who can dispel this ‘scuring mist?
More perplexing- just who would dare?
Half the world is blinded by it,
And the other half doesn’t care…

I know it’s not just the clever
Able to see past all the lies
We would not be sightless ever
If we would but open our eyes...