The Truth

by Matt Fleckney   Feb 9, 2006


As we sit and wait
For the end to come,
We start to talk.
We talk about life,
And the lack of faith
In the world today.

Nobody believes anything anymore.
Not even what they say
With their own mouths.
They can say anything they want,
But nobody says the truth.
They may think they are,
But the truth,
Isnâ??t even known anymore.

We never even knew the truth,
Though many say they have,
The truth doesnâ??t even
Exist.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Kim

    Good poem! I really liked the idea behind it, I am also a doubter of truth, and this poem was excellent! Way to go!

  • 18 years ago

    by Luke

    That's A Good Poem.. It's Got Good Flow!
    Well Done You Have Potential.
    :D

  • 18 years ago

    by <x3ColorMeCliche<x3

    K dont type in the one i told you.
    type in "You" until you find one by Jenn. lates
    jenn

  • 18 years ago

    by <x3ColorMeCliche<x3

    That was cool matt. keep it up, you're getting pretty amazing. find some of mine okay? type in "a boy named chris" okay?
    thanks and see yah at youth
    lates
    jenn

  • 18 years ago

    by AinsleySara

    Hey thats really cool!
    luv ya
    ainz

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