Truth Poem by Ray Lucero

Truth



Forgive me, should I seem uncouth
For it’s not my intention to offend
The hours ripe to speak mine truth
I pray these words you comprehend

There’s no such thing as “Us n’ them”
Separation ‘n discord is mere illusion
Alas, harmful acts that self-condemn
That kills the soul’s gift of absolution

“Know Thy Self” look deep within
Your soul knows all there is to know
Healing old wounds can then begin
The love held inside again shall flow

Rejoice dear brethren, be of good cheer
As “A Grand Awakening” draws near

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Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: separation,wounds
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