Truth

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    Truth

    You said that you were attracted to me, because I was

    real.

    You said that you were tired of being lied to.

    Isn't me not saying how I truly feel about you,

    the same as lying?

    Because the one who holds what is truth is the

    one who controls the situation and sets the tone.

    How can you turn away when I speak what is true?

    My truth, what is real to me, by you cannot be

    tolerated.

    My truth, with your spin can be accepted even though I

    hate it.

    So if the only way you can accept my truth

    is to spin it, silence some of it, or all of it,

    because you don't want to, are not ready to, can't deal

    with or stand to hear it...

    Then how can you ask me to keep it real if

    truth is the main ingredient of realness?

    I didn't know that low fat truth existed.

    The thing about truth, is that it does not

    need a response, only to be heard.

    It does not require a reaction, just acceptance.

    Does my truth scare you?

    Does my realness offend you?

    We all ask for truth and realness but maybe they are

    too potent for us to take, like uncut drugs.

    Maybe it is not the rush of truth and realness that

    get us high, but the additives mixed in with

    it that make it tolerable for us to ingest.

    I promised you truth, no matter what it cost,

    I apologize if you could not afford to hear it.

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    Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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