Truth is like a cascading rainbow
Multicoloured and unreal
Yet without it lost and dazed,
We cannot help but feel.
Men are malleable.
Truth has many faces.
One mans rebel is another mans liberator,
Both with sound cases.
So how, you ask, do I know what’s right?
And what bad man that I must fight?
Cleanse the filter that surrounds you
And see for yourself what this world contains.
Precise ground your feet will never fall,
But the enlightened stance you will attain.
The only truth there is, you see
Is the one we ourselves behold.
Sooner or later we will realise
We make our own resolve.
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