The truth is something wonderfful

Truth is something wonderful

Beliefs are foolishness

Unless one finds the truth oneself

It could not matter less

The whole world seems to want belief

And that's no good at all

Look at the world around and see

How belief can be so cruel.

Each one says they have the answer

It's written in some book

Because they're stuck their own prisons

And never do they look

They never smell the roses

Or hear the bird's sweet song

They're too busy being right

And making others wrong.

The truth it never will be found

In the voices of another

It's found so deep within one's being

And yet we always smother

It beneath our daft beliefs

And so the world's a mess

This world is filled with foolishness

And such unhappiness.

11 January 2014 @ 1009hrs.