Broken Truth

He tells truth to hide away far warning it not to appear anywhere near his hometown But truth is a stubborn creature it does the inverse of standard set when it happens he gets truth and slaps on the face then drags it into cupboard to live under key and lock Truth is a riddle to the like-minded alloyed with mud, filth and garbage they hide it, lock it, warn it still it will come out one day Even if it is broken in its limbs the wings may be tied and feathers plucked its head may be truncated and buried It can limp out to public intact with time to confirm that alive it is despite odds