You Can'T Catch The Truth Poem by Brian Kilpatrick

You can't catch the truth with a lie
History is just a convenient alibi
For all of the crimes
Committed through out time
By both sides

And yet no one can make 
Heads or tales of  your disguise 
Hidden in well tucked away words
Until your version turns
Into the ugly truth

All of your spies can't capture 
What is alive
It's like trying to capture a tidal wave
Everything is washed away
Until nothing is left standing

But you advertising your convenient  
Well rehearsed truth

But the Truth will Rise
And defrock you from your disguise
Until your stripped down naked
To the roots