Truth
Truth what is your value or worth
When sometimes you make me feel good and other times
You cause me to hurt
Truth you come on time
And some days not at all
The approach and presentation is so strong
How can you ever fit in the category of wrong
Yet people treat truth as a last resort
Truth why do people look at you strange
As if you’re ugly, derange and insane
But the facts remain
However, easy to obtain
Even fear brings the storms, hurricanes, tornadoes and heavy rain
That can make your heart and mind filled with pain
Yet whatever we lose, we must gain
For truth can justify, validate and approve what you have endured
To stand as you continue to maintain
Copyright © Natasha Horton | Year Posted 2015
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