There's many that i want to be, and few that i am.
I could tell the truth behind the news, but who then will listen?
I could be the one to uncover the lies, but who's to say i'm not a liar?
Is truth to be found, or shall it hide another day?
Will i know truth when i meet it? Will they see it too?
Who will care enough to try? And unspeakably, who wishes lies to stay?
In all Truth, How could truth change our world as it now stands?
Those who yelled truth from the housetops of the holocaust died in the lonely gas chambers of lost dignity.
The screams of the children in african wars falls on 150 deaf nations.
Police forces of select nations send trapped women back to their brothels.
All the world will not listen, but only wishes to discover truth through its own experience.
Safest is the one in shadows and corners, the one who makes no comment.
A peacemaker and a diplomat may be what the world needs,
perhaps a hero behind the scenes...
Either way, safe is where i stay.
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