The Truth Shall Set Us Free

One day, one day the truth shall set us free Those cunningly told lies will be revealed Men’s scarred characters shall be unveiled It will be brought to the surface for all to hear and see. Night’s darkness will give way to day’s light It will shine brightly once again, surely To those dark rooms, corners and that alley As all unanswered questions be put right. Those who cried bitter tears in vain Who were continuously tortured Left to die, forgotten and ignored Will be uplifted from their endless pain. Those who once walked with a yoke of shame Will walk with their heads held up high and tall And their bent backs put upright, free from fall As their slandered characters gets a new name. Winter’s coldness will finally be proceeded by summer’s warmth To unfreeze those endless disappointments and confusion Liberate slavery hands of man chained in misperception And their neglected cries, cried from their depth. What was deceivingly known to man, as is Will be disclosed as otherwise As reality sprouts out and rise To yield pure facts in splendid bliss.