Three Sides To Every Story
Where is the truth within all of the fabricated falsities
Everyone has their own versions of life and its histories
You see, which version to believe, one, two, or three
Tragedy, drama, or comedy so to speak, unsolved mysteries
Let me listen within, Me, Myself, and I are arguing again
Why can't these three agree, don't they see the same things
Different versions of reality, misunderstood philosophies
Why is this need to change the truth so apparent
Apparently I am missing something, what could it be
Alas through all of my figuring I've learned to not listen
To me, myself, or the rest of society full of lies
The ever changing stories to fit their own personalities
The entering of non-existent facts to get the right feedback
So what I see is exactly what I see and that is finality
I am tired of being misled and persuaded to believe
To believe every side to every story that are all fake
For Heavens sake this task is daunting, rest your case
My name is The Honorable Judge Jacob Cleery and this is my life
Spending everyday listening to all three sides of a story
And this is what goes on inside of my head, while listening
Yah sure you did buddy, this one is definitely a liar...guilty
Written for poetry contest "Three Sides To Every Story" 11/21/2024
Hosted by: Silent One Form: Fee verse
Copyright © Brian Davey | Year Posted 2024
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