HopperWolf Posted September 30, 2002 Report Posted September 30, 2002 Truth, the object of attention, We seek thy intervention, In matters of heart and mind, Lead we poor souls, Who art so blind. Truth, veiled by our conceptions, Help reveal our pretensions, Clouded by hope and good will, Save each other, But damn them still. Truth, obscured by our confusion, We cling with desperation, To old myths and familiars, That our world will Not come apart. Truth, without your presence known, Facts lay bare, your knowledge shown, How can our sorry world exist? So no matter Our pain, persist.
Guest SaberCoEP Posted October 4, 2002 Report Posted October 4, 2002 Excellent.. Good rythym to it, along with a very strong message.. Very eloquently shows how truth, whether present or absent, will not change the pain that one lives with.. Keep up the great work. For the end is never seen, always heard and rarely understood.
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