The pursuit of truth
When I ask my mom, were you crying?
I ask dad if he drank all the money
When I ask my friend, did he hurt you?
When they ask about my scars
When people need help and are hurting
When helpers are asked if they're helping
Businesses lie about money, and businesses lie about business
Women lie to men, the same with men to women
Governments lie to people so people lie to governments
For my son
I would like to change the minds of those who think lying is so great
The worlds they fabricate
Worlds that cannot deeply connect to one another
Exiled outside the walls of reality
Enforcing unfounded and unwritten laws upon each other
Its unwarranted judgment
It’s dishonest gain
It’s nothing more than a coping mechanism
Content with the ends
Deeming the means justified
They give consent, they don't bat an eye
Locked in chains and mummified
Embalmed and preserved by their own lies
To stand in place until they die
But when life is a lie
Life is not life
I would like to change their minds.
And redeem the truth
For this son of mine
I've heard, that the truth will set us free.