The windows open
Truth in hand
Truth is you wouldn't understand
The sun's burning too bright
Your eyes can't withstand the light
Your fear won't let you reach these heights
So make moves in the night
But it's so dark it will lead you to plight
Cycles and circles
Truths and lies
Giving birth to fallacies contrived
Albeit of spite or things unspoken but not unnoticed
So like hocus pocus
The world gets caught up in this haze and maze
It's hard to find truth these days
Fact checking is all the rave
Seems self thought is depraved
Self sufficiency a rare coveted commodity
So lift you mask and take your place
Albeit in the shadow or the sun
Are you a truther or a lying coward quick to run to someone
In the end your true colors always show
I know I'm never one to waiver or go back on words I speak
Instead it's always truth and conviction I speak
Birds will fly
Birds will die
But for our truths and liberties let us fight
Let us cling to some invisible might
And truth and will shall come thru
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