The Truth Is (poem)
Come hold me again my sweet mother
The son you once knew long ago
What hand shaped this world we now live in
The truth is we don’t really know
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Remember the days I first met her
When nothing could pull us apart
Every street every corner would echo
A beauty had captured his heart
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Remember that last night together
When you heard her sad tale of woe
What took place much later that evening
The truth is we don’t really know
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The officials say that I killed her
My fingerprints were on the knife
But something else shrouded my vision
I could not take my lover’s life
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With handcuffs they came to arrest me
My madness and teardrops did flow
They say as I fled some were injured
The truth is we don’t really know
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My story all over the news now
Each headline much grander than next
The truth of a moment grows cloudy
As by needs of greedy I’m vexed
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Come muffle my screams my sweet mother
And tell me my world isn’t so
Is this dawn of evermore’s nightmare
The truth is we don’t really know