There’s a dark truth that resides in the souls of man.
Human nature living discreetly within
exposed in the duality of our normal reality,
settling softly like water migration into streams
manipulating dreams and orchestrating deceitful schemes.
You, him, and even I.
Have you not played silently in dark truths?
Smiling, greeting, and laughing like puppets.
Disguised as friends, family, and associates,
Please don’t be so naïve.
Don’t stretch beyond what is to be believed.
The observant one sees all things at all times,
such as the omnipresent reach of light.
Light to reveal those often, immoral minds.

The Warrior Poet