A reflection on truth

A Reflection On Truth

Why?
Love?
Friends leave!
Where is truth?
Where is love in life?
Truth is but an idle construct!
Friendship nothing but a barren fair weather desert!
The world manifests itself through hollow people, without truth,without love or passion!
Truth but leaves you naked and will expose your soul then to find it pierced by the hypocrisy and cynicism of those with empty hearts.
Truth is a masquerade dressed in fantastic costume by hollow men of no faith, manipulated and moulded to their own rhythmic dance.
The world turns on falsehood and deception,truth and trust sequestered,love forgotten! 
Hollow words cascade from the mouths of fair weather friends!
Truth is usurped by hollow men!
Where is trusts sanction?
Where is truth?
Faith dies!
Trust?
Why?

Author's Note

Definition of: Fibonacci
The number of syllables in each line must equal the sum of the syllables in the two previous lines. So, start with 0 and 1, add them together to get your next number, which is also 1, 2 comes next, then add 2 and 1 to get 3, and so on. Fibonnaci: 0, 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21... Poetry: 1 syllable, 1 syllable, 2 syllables, 3 syllables, 5 syllables, 8 syllables, 13 syllables, 21 syllables...