Wednesday, 27 April 2022

Truth In The Rain

We stood in unbearable rain 

In the pursuit of truth, 

It did not seem so vain 

As contacting god from telephone booth 


Not knowing drove us insane 

We had an inkling, a slight hint 

a candle on the window vane 

i flicker in the night, a glint 

 

It might not have been 

Truth is, truth hurts 

In the end we may never win 

Either way, we may be broken into parts