The beauty of truth,
Battling through bedlam of lies, deception,
Rising above the quicksand of mayhem,
Received with a mixed reception,
After too many people cooked the broth,
Looking for whom to blame?
Like a warrior, like a Viking,
When truth starts shining,
Con artists start whining,
Having no place to hide,
Unmasked battling to reach it,
Taking time to heal,
Slashed with Ill intentions and malice,
Shredding harmony and peace,
Truth received the emblem and seal.
Simplicity of truth,
Nefrecious cannot ingest,
Resoluteness be my guest,
Evil seems like a brut.
When simplicity serpentines through dangers,
Beauty of truth becomes brutal,
Hard to accept by mired minds,
Living a lie is their sumtotal,
Sinless truth to purity binds.
