The Perfect Truth

by Kirra   Oct 15, 2011


Perfect.
Such a small word
That controls so much
Like a shepherd of the herd

Truth and lies
Becoming blurred with age
The time that matters most
Truth locked in the cage

Lies come out to fight
And we all fight to win
Perfect is the necessity
Those without never let in

Using only the truth
When it matters least
The perfect word
To keep the secrets of the beast

Benefit the rising
The perfect truth
Leaving those without
Swallowed in their ruse

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