“Truth and Consequences”

Things would not have been so bad
If we had the things we never had
From the cradle to the grave
Yet, some of those we had, away we gave.
Still from the cradle to the grave, we crave.

Life would be an incomplete picture
If we could take away time and virtue;
And, the truth always hurts like a bad tooth,
This is of little essence when it must have to be told.

Freedom is right here, right there and over there at your feet
But it remains far from those who forever sit on the fence;
And in the midst of all education and religion of sorts,
Wisdom from truth is still very murky
And unclear, therefore yields no better fruit.

Yet, shall the Judge of the earth not do right?
When we imprison the truth
In the hearts of the sons of this earth.
Afraid to take offence,
Or have a chance to face
The truth and its consequences?

©Uche (2002)