Best Poems Written by Dorothy Adkins

Truth

He was called truth because that was his name, 
proven through fate that was his game,
 and no shame was brought to his fame
and was framed for a fault of self-blame
Never thought to be true
and so it was 
he died just because life was not easy for either one
and so be it his life is now done
through triumph and fun rain and the sun
he picked up his life and now he picks up a gun
brought to his head that his life would be dead
because of his wifes affair blood began to shed
Her thoughts weren't close to his death
but Lord knows this isn't what she'd expect
she had respect for all giving and yet
she's still hurt and that's a bet
devastation killed truth because truth's fate lied
so to bring to fate's surprise truths fate did not rise
blowed his eyes as the sun of truth slowly dies
the many men of forfit lyes in pain as fate cryes

Copyright © Dorothy Adkins | Year Posted 2008