The Truth Doesn't Tell It All Poem by Mario, Lucien, Rene Odekerken

The truth stands tall,
but it does not reach every corner.
It speaks in fragments,
leaving spaces for silence to whisper.

A story told is a story edited,
shaped by what is seen,
by what is remembered,
by what the heart dares to hold.

There are gaps in the light,
shadows where the untold lingers.
Not a lie, not deception-
only the pieces left behind.

And so, truth stands,
unfinished,
incomplete,
waiting for the unheard to be spoken.