Where is the Truth to an Honest T?
Not the one, two, three truth
Of a his, her, and me truth
But the single truth of all truth
Like an Ecclesiastical Solomon truth
Minus the whole duty to God truth
A Dragnet truth, just the truth.

We are man: male and female
We lie and make fanciful tale
We know it not
We each to our own, what makes us happy
We settle our souls and heal our hearts
We despise any further lesson yet

Lay the cards on the table, faces of true evil,
And name them not.
Yet among their conflicts, carnage, corruption
Evil was not in their heart
They believed in power, purpose, and passion
We strive for the same, seeking their salvation.

Look to God at his great traits
Omniscient.
Omnipresent.
Omnipotent.
We will though…no. We cannot wait.

Anything God has done must be good
We know for he was razed on wood
Yet he stood, so we must also stand
We believe we are God; we follow man.

Yet we lack all that God was, is, could be or what
Create our own righteousness
Delved in the pit of our own indignation
We act with hatred of all that is not us
And judge the future by the past
Like all the cards above
Created in the Tempest of our thoughts
Righteousness
Yet with no Plan to Forbid
Wondering why, we live and die
From the Monsters in our Id.