Truth Poem by Bart Van Berkel
Truth
I spoke you once
You cost me dear
I loved you once
But now all I do you is fear
It is not that you are no longer crystall clear or speak for yourself,
So much as that the crystalls are becoming unclear and your word is of no help.
They call you the truth,
But I stopped calling you at all.
I don't believe you ever existed,
And so existence is a free for all.
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4/25/2024 1:17:13 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Truth is always truth that comes in life.