What is it about lies that shake
My calm into an infernal rage?
Why does my very core break
My discipline fail to engage?
I should not think it because of virtue
(Because I know myself too well)
But it is a love of what is true
That causes wrath to puff and swell
Ah! That that cacophony should cease!
That droning witchcraft of dis-reality
And leave me alone to His joy and peace
To a quiet breeze on a tranquil sea
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
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