Truth Is... Poem by DM W

Truth Is...



Truth is always the first casualty
In a wanton era of vast deceit!
We may be hypothetically 'free',
Yet we are chained. We are bred to compete.
There is no hope or solidarity.
For there is only the will to survive.
In our crude, atomised societies,
Nothing edifying can be revived.

Truth Is...
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