The Lens of Truth

The Carcass decaying gorgeously in the sun.
The flower blooming grotesquely on the green earth.
What scene charms assembled spectators with more mirth?
What is beautiful for one and ugly for none?


The sea is teal, azure, cerulean and blue.
The petals are auburn, crimson, ruby and red.
Which colour’s the prettiest and the truth unsaid?
What is the one blind truth seen by all and by few?


You are wrong! I don’t see it! Now you must drop dead!
You believe what you see? So do I! Tell the truth!
My beliefs are an axiom so very smooth!
Abandon your false faith and through the truth retread!


War, who was right? The survivor. Or both of them?
Truth is an arrogance of purblind perspective.
How true is the clockwork that is subjective?
What is the difference between a jewel and a gem?


I looked through the blurred Lens of Truth and saw my heart!
All that do not share my heart must therefore depart!