The Truth Poem by Ima Ryma

The truth is simple and is pure.
It's the lies that are spread about
That clouds the truth, no one is sure
It's the truth, there's always some doubt.
Humans are the only life form
That twists and turns so the truth is
Exaggerated as a norm,
For advantage in human biz.
Maybe some day science will let
Us find ways to communicate
With plants and animals to get
Connected to the real truth state.

The pure and simple truth exists,
It's lying 'bout truth that persists.