What I believe has little to do with the truth,
For truth is a forbidden fruit!
Truth is rare,
Truth doesn't care,
What lies in the minds of people.
Standing alone
Carved in stone..
Time preserves it, in it's cone
But it's prone,
To Tampering
And thus starts the hampering..
For men fear
And put up a veneer!
Said by none
But known by all
This is what looks like,
The ignorant men's call.
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