You tell only lies.
I tell only truth;
You fear such truth.
You lie once more.
Truth, I embrace thee.
You lie to yourself.
I accept the truth;
the truth is my fate.
Then you fear fate.
I fear my fate not;
'tis you who fears fate.
We are one and the same.
I guess I should apologize for being so vague about my last comment. I was a little too cute as well. What I really meant was that the poem required a great deal of thought to really understand and grasp. Such complicated thigs are hard for some readers and they may have difficulty with the work as being a good piece of writing, which it actually is. GW62
You must be good at algebra. This, unfortunately, is poetry. GW62
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
hey nice poem i like it its all about the truth and that well nice. thanks.