No matter how you peek at it,
Or disbelieve it's there.
Truth has discovered you,
In desperate hiding...
And is aware of your fears,
To be stripped and bared.
No matter where you are inside,
Outside shows your point of view quite clear.
And truth no longer dares for your appearance.
It knows those with you are also quite scared.
And it comes after you and all who deceive...
Without weapons,
To freshen up the air!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You have definately got it back, Lawrence. Stay 'blissed' Theo