The TruthA Poem by ShyThe truth isn’t pretty. It isn’t kind, or merciful, or polite. It won’t tuck you in at night and wish you sweet dreams. Like a wild animal it is neither good nor evil; it simply is. Whether a beast that lurks in the shadows or a majestic creature of the night, the truth can be one of the most frightening things to encounter. But at some point in our lives we all have to venture into the forest, basket of goods in hand, and discover what’s really out there, for better or for worse. © 2013 ShyFeatured Review
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