Truth
Unlike so many years .before,
The word truth and it's meaning
Are being tossed about and treated
Differently. No longer is she set in stone
And fixated in absolutes. She is being served in
A tone that speaks of truth as "My truth; Your truth".
I respectfully beg to differ and think not that there is
a 'My truth and a Your truth'. There is only "The Truth".
Truth cannot be encased into my opinionated circle.
May Truth cease to be expressed in such terms.
The Judean King, Pilate, dared to ask Jesus,
""What is truth?" Somehow he knew even in
His era, that truth far exceeded our personal
Rendition and ownership.
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