In The Absence Of Truth

M Mark Heathcote Mark Heathcote
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In the absence of truth, we have many lies. And errant mischief-making smiles They could be promising you eternal friendship. But be on your guard, there could also be Monsters, coming up from the basement: Chasing you into some old gravel, churchyard. There are forces in this world, cause abasement Debasement, displacement …resentment! 'You just don't want to meet in any case'. So brothers listen, trust in your gut your heart. Don't always believe your mind, eyes, or ears, It's healthy to hold some things in doubt. A slight reservation, let's not forget, What happened to the American Indian Nation? In the absence of truth, we have many lies. And errant mischief-making smiles If, you want to pow-wow with liars & thief's Expect tears to fall as big and round as eucalyptus leaves.

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