Truth is Naked
Why the naked truth is impossible to see throughIt is like a universe within the eyes of all who look
As though only they knew the secret words to a certain song
While it is the spaces between the lines that lie in wait to catch
A world of ciphers within a web of will and steel and trust betrayed
Everyone found to be as weightless as the space mislaid
Something lost so far to know
Angels hidden in the snow
Trumpets blowing panes of glass deep inside it's all blue
Why the naked truth is impossible to see through . . .
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
Read 429 times
Written on 2020-06-25 at 22:29
Save as a bookmark (requires login) Write a comment (requires login) Send as email (requires login) Print text