Truth is like medicine

Hard to swallow

So many of us

Spend our lives

Putting out fires

Truth is like medicine

When it’s real

It’s wholesome

When it’s false

It’s poison

And so many people

Want to convince

Us that the real is false

And the false is real

In the last century

They made an industry

Out of selling lies

Prettily packaged

In our own desires

And insecurity

We sold our souls

And now they offer

to give them back

In return for clicks…

Empty lists

And positivity

Truth is like medicine

There’s not much good stuff around

You have to dig deep

And then what you find

Is that it’s either your own

Or it’s not that good for you

Make your own medicine my friend.

Or You may end up

Choking on

The truth.

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Editor: Renée Picard

Photo: courtesy of the author