The Truth

Everywhere you look, there is always a search for it.

Everyone of every age seeks to find it.

We all know he destruction it brings,

the agonizing collateral damage that follows,

and yet, we carry on, looking under rocks and stones.

The journey is painful, filled with horrors beyond imagination.

We all know our destination is worse than the trek,

but feel that he experience will better ourselves,

that we are missing this one thing,

so we carry on.

Then, when we arrive, we are shocked at 

the monster before us. We see the 

beast rear its ugly head and

then we are forever jaded.

We try to look past the hideous creature, like

when we were on our journey, but

it is too late, we know. The image

is forever seared in our minds. The Truth

is released. Why did we succumb to the same curiosity 

as Pandora when she unleashed the world's horrors?

We then, after the bloodshed and pain, start to move on.

We start to rebuild, ready to go on the next Crusade 

towards the Truth, the Holy Grail which is supposed to complete us.

We hide the scars, sling the burden on our backs,

we go into the desert, follow the caravan.

We carry on.

Reviews

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Wow Shygirl this is deep and true at that! I loved it very much:)

[Shygirl]

Thanks so much

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Very welcome:)