Outpour

 

The Desire to Tell
And Even Yell
Reaching Out
No One About
Preoccupied Priorities
Take Seniority

The Desire to Shout
But Have No Clout
Against an Authority
Posing as High & Godly
Struggling to Be Free
Hoping Others Will See

The Truth is Too Terrible to Be True
The Truth is Too Terrible to Be False

Memory Restored
Beckons More
Stuck in Shock
Against the Clock
A Secret Story
Is the Key

Without a Podium
This Unsung Anthem
Has No Face
Disappears without Trace
Gone Long Before
Any Real Outpour

The Truth is Too Terrible to Be True
The Truth is Too Terrible to Be False

A Sincere Implore
Won’t Expect an Encore
Labeled as Crazy
Definitely Not A Maybe
Few Will Believe
They’ve Been Deceived

Reality Calls
Writings on The Wall
Few Listen
To the Admission
Shrink in Your Fears
Of Your Peers

The Truth is Too Terrible to Be True
The Truth is Too Terrible to Be False

To the Average Mind
Everything is Fine
While Corruption Surmises
Intricate Devices
Unfortunate Sums
With War Comes

Truth Eludes
But to Those Few
Who Know the Signs
Also Know the Times
They Are Ready
Ever Steady

The Truth is Too Terrible to Be True
The Truth is Too Terrible to Be False

Pandora’s Box
The Unthinkable Unlocks
Nightmares Invade
Horrors Pervade
Tight Lid Flung Open
Speak the Unspoken

The Hidden Revealed
Secrets Slowly Unpeeled
Minds Will Un-Reel
Nausea Most Will Feel
Paradigms Scattered
Lives Shattered

The Truth is Too Terrible to Be True
The Truth is Too Terrible to Be False

Transition Unavoidable
Will Be Undreamable
The Price is High
Higher Than the Sky
Most, in Surprise, Will Wonder Why
The Other’s, in Awe, Will Desire to Fly

Regardless of Your Disposition
There Will Be No More Allusion
Innocent Prisoners No Longer Caged
Will Always Be a Good Day
The Truth in its Entirety
Will Always Set You Free, Completely

The Truth is Real
The Truth is Not False
You Might Have to Check Your Pulse
To Make Sure You’re Not Dreaming
Your Soul Might Be Aching
At the Sight of a New World Making

But in the End
This World of Pretend
Will Be Forgotten
And All the Rotten
Will Be Made Anew
No One Will Be Blue

No More Tatters
But Rather
Hearts Will Be One
Virtue Never Again Undone
Hope of a Bright Future
For Every Single Creature
All Good Will Be in Store
But Only, and Only, After The Outpour

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