Truth By Aaron Johnmartins Poem by Aaron John

The reality of our existence,
A holy water that people scorns,
Its a seed we need to saw in our heart,
Religion made truth vague to the eyes
Of a mortal man, pushing us to believe in
What they sought,i can call it chasing dream
Of another living ours fading like dessert sand,
Religion is like a glass prison we dwells in it,
It rules our being, we found refuge in it,
But sometimes it preclude our desire to embrace
Truth, it foreclose our mind in an unbreakable cage,
Sometime i play violin in woods to ensivage when
Men will see darkness see in a glowing bulb,
To embrace truth, to understand the reason
To be unorthodox in religion,
What is life without truth, it is the reality of our being, we need to let it glimmer like a firefly,
Sometime sisters ask where can we found truth
I tell them its in us and in Holy Writ,
Embrace them and we shall found truth.

Aaron johnmartins