The Truth Poem by David Beckham

There's are some stories we will all die with

There's are also those stories we all die to tell

Here is one

The truth about wars and death,

Of pain and sorrow are hidden deep in the heart of men

The dead man's face...

The truth he knows he can't share no more

He is forever gone with it

Death comes to all

But for some to death the truth they take with

'Why do we hide the truth'?

Why is the easiest thing to ask

The hardest thing to know is the truth!

Pain and horror cast a shadows on the truth

Sometimes, shame and grief blots out urge to tell the truth

The past is painful...

So like a safe deposit box, the truth is stored away

So the whole world in a lie because all the truth will never be told

Forgive me I die, the truth I take away with me

Follow me home, the truth goes along with you

A vicious cycle this that we die with the truth but no one knows

Shameful and deceitful, in a life of lies we live in

Reach out to tell the truth

Hold out a candle

The candles glow stronger the more we light up

The truth we tell the brighter the world is

Darkness covers the earth

The secret lies are a blanket over the face of the earth

In the hearts of men a glimmer of hope if one man the truth is told

Peace.

The truth we tell fills the balloon and it blows up big

Let it out, let peace be, fill the balloons up, let love live

Peace

The truth is peace