Confusion

poem by: John Prophet
Written on Feb 11, 2020 

What
to believe?
What
is truth?
Depends.
Depends
on who
you
talk to.
Different
truths.
Different
lies.
All truth,
no truth.
Small truth.
Confusion.
No one knows.
There is
no truth.
No understanding,
only confusion.
Unknown.
Make believe.
The cards
have been
dealt.
The game
has been
joined.
The rules
not supplied.
Confusion.
No rules.
No truth.
Confusion,
nothing more.

 

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