No Matter What It Does
It is there.
Staring.
Rejected and glaring.
Still...
No matter what it does,
Truth is difficult to accept.
And people would rather have it go away.
But to where?
It is there.
Staring.
Rejected and glaring.
Still...
No matter what it does,
Truth is difficult to accept.
And people would rather have it go away.
But to where?
It is there.
Staring.
Rejected and glaring.
Still...
And will.
No matter what it does,
Truth is difficult to accept.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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