THE TRUTH ABOUT SPEAKING THE TRUTH

When I was young, very, very young

I was taught to speak the Truth.

When I was strong, very, very strong

I was told to speak only the Truth.

To speak the Truth and only the Truth.

When I was young, very, very young

I rebelled and lived in a world of sin

When I was strong, very, very strong

I lived the life of a garbage bin

Speaking nothing but lies and untruth.

When I was young, very, very young

I was loved by my kith and kin

When I was strong, very, very strong

I was loved by them in spite of my sin

Professing love which was only untruth

Now I am old after a life miss-spent

But I now speak only the total Truth

Now I am grey with body truly bent

But I now speak only the factual Truth

Though despised by kith and kin; both

Now I am old after a life miss-spent

and despised by my kith and kin

Now I am grey with body truly bent

I continue to be chastised by my kin

For speaking nothing but the Truth is sin.

Now I am old and worn out

Accused of creating controversies

Now I am grey and burnt out

Told of a time and place for realities

Doing nothing but laugh at their hypocrisies

So my friends let Truth be proudly told

There’s no such thing as a time and place

For truth to be boldly spoken and truly told

All time is the right time and all places the right place

To honour Truth; even though I suffer untold