Telling it as
reality dares speak
Never as
fancied
Knowing with
poise, not cocky certainty
Reality
predated the bang
Core Truth;
half-truths ne’er are truths
Half-lies
equal soiled facts; revolting untruths
Concocted, invented,
rehashed
twisted, tampered,
fabricated
But highly
coveted as iniquity’s chaperon
Mountains of
lies crumbling
Assailable, brittle,
profane
Power of
Truth
Lacerated,
incised, raped by Truth of Power
As a
surgical scalpel blade
Slits
through tissues, leaving them loosened
Vessels un-ligated,
bleeding freely
Essence hemorrhaging
away
Brains
frozen solid, hearts halted
Prophets of truth,
heroes reviled
Made villains
with gusto
By their horrid
masters
Turned puppets
on firm wires
While slayers
of truth
Now dazzling
stars, ruling by tweets
How can they
lie to us
Without
first deceiving themselves?
Hailed by disciples,
whose torments
Mask prescribed
joys, vainly hoping
Lies dare
deliver them, set them free
Like caged
birds, singing in cruel custody
Stuck in grimes
of immorality
Thronged in
gutters of depravity
Notions now
fact, views peddled as truth
Fact now gone,
absent, mute, through
New stories,
ever so gory
Cooked by
them, shielded by fake glory
Fake heroes,
forged stories, masters deified by slaves
Killers fawned
by their cadavers
Groveling
now coveted, etched in vacant stares
Truth’s
cutting edge
Blunted by
sledge hammer of lies
Truth
undone, outrun, outgunned
Always
outmanned
Ne’er
outdone, nor half-done
Always tall,
never too small
Sturdy,
indelible truth
Even when
veiled by lies
Truths so remain,
so endure
War now “peace”,
deaths the boon
En masse for
the wretched,
Despair atop
gloom
Damnation
now salvation
Occupation
now redemption
Killing now
fulfilling
Ruin now face-lifting
Bondage now
“freedom”
For lies spewed,
by killers of truth
Liars now rule,
truth fully feigned
While
truthers stay wholly reigned
Dispatching
beings to their deaths
With their
arsenals of lies
And driving
survivors into exile
Seeking
shelter from torment
In tormentors' lands
Rebuffed by
their aggressors
Lying morons,
moronic thieves
Choices
subverted
Trump lies,
Clinton truths
Clinton lies
Russian truths, Russian lies, press truths
Press lies, alien
truths
Buried truths,
occult truths
Beneath debris
of lies
Avowed, worshiped by satanic cults
In grotesque
temples of guile
Truth
tellers, truth seekers
Whistle
blowers, candid messengers
Now outcasts,
harassed, ranted, pilloried
Now confined,
caged, like captive birds, all exits bolted
No tunnel
ends lit with justice
In distant
lands, homes thrown to despair
Souls tortured,
little hope for repair
Visions dispersed, still seeds entrapped
Embassy
grounds, diplomatic crap
Murder and
mutilation traps
Lie tellers,
home ‘n free
Rulers by
force, murdering at will
Go unchecked,
go unhinged
Systemic rot,
like bananas
Shelved for eternity,
like excrement
Beckoning
flies
Piles upon
piles of boundless lies
Mutate,
distort, bend, disfigure
Minds to
contort, souls to re-configure
Reality to distort,
hell on trigger
Truths to swat,
like pesky flies
Dollars to devour,
whims to fabricate
Lives to end,
in piles ‘n heaps
Masters of
lies
Favored
elites
Presidents
effete
Trampling
their serfs
With
promises to bleat
Ever so
sweet
That fast
turn obsolete
Wallets
replete
Souls but
vacant suites
Blood to
spill, oceans of red
With smiles
‘n thrills, tsunamis of deceits
Volcanoes of
blood, souls lifeless ‘n still
Cruelty in
vogue
Atrocities from
holy rogues
Demons in
flesh, devils at the switch
Flesh on
fire, Evil for hire
Wholly for
Empire
Lies perched
on the tip
Of Truth’s submerged
iceberg
Stoic,
sturdy, durable, unmovable
Enduring,
lasting, reality immutable
To liars
unfathomable
As truth’s
vessels forcefully emptied
Whose
contents ne’er take flight
Lingering
seeds spawn more truths
Reality
predates the bang
©Alwi Shatry
Angeles
City, Pampanga, Philippines
December, 2018
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