Truth

You are ever present but not seen
Your power limitless
Your coming relief to some
Shame to others
Your bearers few
Your faithfuls fewer

Your delay washes away even
The bravest of all
It brings confusion depression and distrust
Hopes are lost
Dreams abandoned

Oh! You Master of your own
Yet! You can't be gone forever
Some hail your arrival
Others exile forever
We know not when you come
What we do know and hope
Your arrival one day

Be it generations
That time will come
When least expexted
Be rest assured you will
Never lose value on arrival
Open arms shall we receive you

When to come
Causes anticipation
Interest just few
Because your bearers are few
Your faithfuls fewer

At last when you do come
Time almost forgotten
From your own exile. When least expected
You show all your power
You lighten all that is and was hidden

That's your power
Nothing beneath or above you can't see
Your soughters walk majestically
Yet! Malicious ones cover their faces
Your power though felt

Oh! Mighty one
We can't summon you
Nor tell your coming
But we do beg you
Oh! Mighty one
Come when needed most from your exile
To avoid the shame we
Your humble faithfuls experience
Oh! Mighty one
This is all we ask of you
Mighty TRUTH

By: Suom K. Cornelius (Kismet)
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