Lying Like the Truth
havnt updated in a while...maybe someone would catch some things in this poem...i doubt it, no one reads them, and if they do, they don't care...not for all eyes...
Assume an alter boy awaits his communion
along side an abnormal apathetic aging minister,
in which this minister merely means not most of his mentions
and misuses most or all of his meaningful power.
I'm sure many people would not catch it in an hour.
Perhaps his facts are disguised in lies,
lies that lie within the truth
with no proof to the naked eye,
so his words just pass them by.
Once they uncover their eyes,
they realize what has passed them by,
but in the end does not matter what others do,
as long as you have a clue of what they really do
and see through their untrue lives
and still construe what you persue is true,
and realize Truth tells top terror,
but uncovers useful underestimated hypocrisy,
in which this hypocrisy hypes up hurtful heartaches,
and truth still lies under sin.
-Roman
Assume an alter boy awaits his communion
along side an abnormal apathetic aging minister,
in which this minister merely means not most of his mentions
and misuses most or all of his meaningful power.
I'm sure many people would not catch it in an hour.
Perhaps his facts are disguised in lies,
lies that lie within the truth
with no proof to the naked eye,
so his words just pass them by.
Once they uncover their eyes,
they realize what has passed them by,
but in the end does not matter what others do,
as long as you have a clue of what they really do
and see through their untrue lives
and still construe what you persue is true,
and realize Truth tells top terror,
but uncovers useful underestimated hypocrisy,
in which this hypocrisy hypes up hurtful heartaches,
and truth still lies under sin.
-Roman