Truth For Fools

-Truth For Fools-
by Keaton Foster



Truth
For fools
Lies
All the time
Additionally
For those same fools
There are no rules
Nothing applies
Between the lines
In this head
Like a brick
Take that
Whack
Down you go
Now get up
Or not
I don’t care
Having no fear
With regard to
Cause and effect
What will come next
Just more horseshit
There is life
And there is death
In between is us
Living failures
Breathing miscarriages
Doomed by mortality
Thus the linchpin
Of our shared reality
We cannot resist
We cannot fight
Persistence, the God
Of all that we wish
We could change
I am here
To be quite queer
I’m on one side
And you
Are on the other
Between you and I
Is a fence
I can see
Right on through
The gaps
Between each panel
While you
Sluggish fool
See nothing but wood
Nothing but endless
Blank spaces
Devoid of paint
Minus any stain
Lacking a single word
Carved or painted
Written by hooligans
Or poetic madmen
One and the same
In this
Your optic universe
Of see a wolf
And scream
I see a predator
Amongst the prey
A real carnivore
Who eats meat
And I’ll be dammed
I’m made of meat
Delicious meat
Truth
For fools
Take it
Embrace it
Turn it sideways
And shove it
Right on up
That lily white ass
It will leave splinters
Both in and out
It will hurt like hell
You’ll feel each inch
Every damn detail
Am I different
Am I any better
Neither
Nope
Notta a whole lotta
I’m the same
If the same
Is fucked up
Which it is
I’m over here
You’re over there
I’m on this side
And you are on that
We will never meet
We will never exchange
An ounce of pleasantries
I’ll just do as I do
And so I assume will you
Screaming predator
As you confess to be prey
Fighting the time
And the place
Calling actions to waste
Standing for something
As you fall for everything
Ask your God for the answer
But be prepared to be judged
As a stupid ass
Holier than thou POS
That of course is if
And when he replies
Truth
For fools
Never did I say
That you’d like it
How could I
Why would I
I am the writer
You are the reader
Maybe never again
Maybe every day next
Maybe every word left
I’m not really sure
Nor will I ever be
I’m here
You are right there
What divides us
Is indeed epic
Will we ever overcome it
Nope
Not the slightest of chance
No way in this hell
No way in that Heaven
What divides us was meant
By who
Or is it whom
How the fuck do I know…


Truth For Fools
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2014.