The Truth

Just because someone says “their truth” Is this or that Doesn’t mean it is The Truth. Subjective truths come and go (Like that chocolate ice cream is the best) But The Truth just is What it is And always will be. No amount of contorted thinking or feeling Personal preference and “lived experience” (As if there was somehow some other kind) Makes something true That isn’t. Faced with such truths We may kick and scream, gnash our teeth and cry It may even get us a much needed snack Or bedtime story and nap But it won’t change the truth Of what and who and where we are: Just another walking, talking blob of Earth Rising and falling, coming and going As so much dust Around so much spirit. (2/26/25)