It is never a lie.
Truth is never altered
to fit ones story.
It is always there
even if it isn't
shown.
The truth will always
come out in the end
because it can't be
covered up.
Eventually the truth
will come out and
show the lies that
were told.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Truth is like the flame on a candle.