The Truth Revealed


A curtain to cover the uncertain,

A mask should anyone ask.

One must cover the truth to avoid the feeling of ruth.

The truth, who wants the truth?

Varity is a rarity.

I claim accuracy not for it brings catastrophe.

Foregone is like a baton,

Swift and deadly if not used correctly.

A drape,

A cape,

Do not look beyond the red tape.

Fear keeps her there,

So fear puts you where?

A curtain to cover the uncertain, 

A mask should anyone ask.

This is my reality

And now its your calamity,



This poem was written for the Slam Behind the Curtain scholarship :)



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