Poets Den

Truth Poem

Truth

February 8, 2025

Where do I go from here? Tell me what to think, what to say, what to fear.
Give me the news, give me the spin,
Tell me who’s good and what’s a sin.
*Hang on
Who wrote this story? Who holds the pen?
Who decides what true and what’s false again?
where are the facts, I find them not,
My questioning… puts me on the spot
Trust the science, surely it’s right! .. history whispers, “Not always, sit tight.”
answer the questions , debate, and review,
Not lies on repeat until it’s true
silence the doubt, shame dissent,
mock the data when wrongthink is sent, truth demands test and critique
the alternative is ignorant, reckless— and weak
the world on screen in our hand
Freedom in pixels, the mind in demand
Track what I like, shape what I see,
Algorithmic overlord…
you know whats best for me…
the state gets involved to use the tool manipulating the viewer, so easy to fool goverment and press begin to align.
Sing the same chorus, march the same line.
Unless you hear it directly from us…. Umhmm, I hear this and its immediately sus
truth is found when ideas collide
I don’t trust when all are on same side
The left, the right, the red, the blue,
all have a story to sell you.
They’ll be mad when you don’t believe
But its so obvious an attempt to decieve
silence the voices that dare to defy, real truth is born when I question why.
Show me proof… more evidence!
A reasonable ask for it to make sense.
Humiliate and threaten to have me stop?
Good luck with that—
now I definitely won’t let it drop.
Chain my words, shun me for good,
I still won’t comply because you think I should.
Brand me a skeptic to ask who gains?
and profits from anger, division, or pain?
The world’s not simple, black or white,
The truth takes work—it isn’t always in sight.
where do we go from here? You choose.
Think for yourself—don’t be confused
Not Orwell’s fate, nor Atwood’s fear,
question always to keep things clear.