An Old Friend

truth has been put outside
like a house pet for a
daily defecation, but,
wandered too far off
looking for a place to use;
truth barks and growls
at power and control,
but never attempts to bite
remembering its training,
following in the shadows,
always lurking around;
truth empowers lies with
its submissive nature,
seldom topping from below,
but, always dressed in
various shades of gray,
hoping to be discovered;
truth has no friends of
which to speak, vanishing
like lost lovers, fleeing
an adulterous affair as
all evidence is destroyed;
truth, in all her glory
has grown old and feeble
and must be put down quickly
despite and amid the cries
of anguish from her children.

19Jun14