Maybe We've Lost It
What is truth,
How many are there
What does it do,
Where should it be
How is it perceived
Who do you look to
When you need it
And why has it not been
spoken to me
Is it a feeling,
Is it a yearning
Is it something we all seek
When you are lonely,
When you are hungry
Does it bring comfort
or greed?
Tell me a story
But one without sadness
Is it still better,
Or is it still empty
Without loss, and sadness, and fear
Maybe we’ve lost it,
Amongst all the pretense
Of what we were meant to be
© 2020 Dariann Gretz
Comments
Dariann Gretz (author) from Gas City, IN on November 25, 2020:
That was the goal! :)
Shafqat M from Srinagar, Kashmir on November 25, 2020:
Truth's bounds are unfathomable, one can suppress it as much as possible but it can't be lost. One way or the other, it percolates through loads of lies to confront slander mongers and to stand for itself! Great poem, very thought-provoking, at least got me thinking about truth!