Darrin Funk Poet Rhyme

Truth (Revised)

My brain is a drain
For knowledge, like rain,
Which pours down the spout
And tumbles right out.

My mind is a sponge, encrusted with grunge.
The leftover scum of a brainwash.
When truth inundates, a bit penetrates
And the sponge get's a little bit larger.
As insight seeps in, I finally begin
To fill with the wisdom of faith.
My psyche is clear, no traces of fear,
All the filth and pollution are gone.

My soul is a bowl
For love and it's full.
It sloshes about
And splashes right out.

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Walayee Poet Lay Whitlock-Ishway November 22, 2010 at 9:48 PM Darrin, What an amazing way to describe how and why truth is so absolutely necessary and how lies are a form of brain-washing. I enjoyed it immensely! Lay

Poet Destroyer A November 22, 2010 at 4:15 PM oi,, wow! what a sour way to think of yourself,, sure enjoyed your poem,..p.d.