Truth Needs No Permission To Endure

they try to bury it in the muck of their lies but the truth is a stubborn old dog it won't stay down, it won't play dead you can slap it kick it even shove it into dark corners but it's still there, scratching at the door waiting for daylight they can write the rules make their plans but they can't stop the tick of time or the words that crawl out like rats from a flood, like shadows from a forgotten room truth doesn't need permission it doesn't need your approval it doesn't ask for forgiveness it just keeps coming it just keeps growing and when you least expect it, it breaks through like an old man with a fistful of fire too tired to care, too old to pretend truth endures, like the earth beneath our feet it doesn't need a reason it just is.