What is the truth?
That the Gospel doesn’t change you, clean you, mean you
will feel any different
But the truth is
It will push you, thrust you, disgust you
About you
And you will be the least.
Say the truth
Which you can’t speak
So you won’t say
But every day it plays
On repeat
In your head and heart
Your soul and mind
But you won’t find the button to unwind it
But you will certainly hear and hear and hear
Unspoken speeches
That you should say
Someday
Far away
Always
Pulsing in the silence
Say the truth
You won’t
I won’t
Even if
It’s what our lips
were made to do
Taste the pure
Lick the promise
Tell the true
But I can’t tell you
What to do
When I won’t do it
Either.
Say the truth.
Truth is
I can’t change my life
Say the truth
Truth is
Words have helped me hide
Say the truth
Truth is
I
I
I
Won’t admit
The real truths
So what is truth?
You had to die.
Cindy Koch 