Emmet

Emmet

To reach out, but who is there in truth?

And if an answer is “me” then, ain’ vero?

No matter in Latin or any language scenario

“Do you mean it?” is the essence of veracity

Seeker of truth inherent in youth

When is that corrupted for a wink with a nod to become accepted?

My soul cries out for love in truth

Purity to bare one’s soul to another without worrying about a dagger

I sigh in the middle of the night with only cold at my side

Better harshness of loneliness than the deadly fire of a black widow

But some will rather lay down with a lie than suffer for truth

For what if the beginning is nothing but in the end they say “I mean it”?

Risking death for love is an old crusade that romantics will never put in the shade

But truth, is the only bedrock that never needs an excuse, only an oath

Inspire me with honesty and integrity for then there will be justice

The words “I mean it” with action thru’ passion will fire eyes burning with truth known as love