Sometimes
the truth
is like passing a stone.
Tearing from the inside out.
Sometimes
the truth
is like drinking gasoline,
it’s gonna burn
the whole way down.
Suffer now,
or suffer later.
The good die young,
but do the wicked
still die ignorant?
Bank hard
on the learning curve.
Batten down the hatches,
because these days
the truth
is a rogue wave
on a calm day.
Yeah,
we’re all gonna see
if the wicked
still die ignorant.
DJR – 2022
