A Concept Of Reality

Truth to many, Has become what they create... To have others believe. Since truth to many, Is nothing more than a concept... Of reality to be perceived. And what can be 'made up', To distort a process of accept thought... Can be easily aborted to refuse actuality, For something more intense... With an intention to deceive. Although documented, Have been facts to exchange. To have them embellished and accepted, Regardless of the truth. Its meaning and what it contains. If people dispute truth, For something that masquerades it... For reasons to entertain. Then perhaps what truth is, Has never been truth at all. But a 'happening' to envision when it appears, As an occurrence to reject... If it threatens kept delusions. Truth to many, Has become what they create... To have others believe. Since truth to many, Is nothing more than a concept... Of reality to be perceived. And everyone knows, Kept preferences to delude... Are easier to excuse anytime and anyplace, When truth and facts come packaged together... To offend the ones exposed as deceivers. But those who await investigations to debate, Would rather not pass judgements... Until all facts are gathered and who qualifies, A truth to interpret from lies that have been disguised. 'Now hold on, here. What we have presented, Are innocent embellishments. Whose to say that those embellishments made, Were not believed to be truthful... When they were stated with such commitment? And who amongst us, Has lived with realities to wished them different? ' ~But we can not condone lies. Deceivers, hoodwinkers, embellishments or thieves.~ 'And when do we start respecting 'truth'? ' ~For the reason and purpose to create what? What outcome would that serve? ~ 'Honesty? ' ~Again. And please pay attention. What outcome would that serve? And when and where, Should we begin to interpret it? Let's just stay with what has been, For us... A benefit of undeniable trust. To know such truths to keep, Will always be self evident.~