The wise know you do not have to prove strength
for it is stated that
The truth is like a lion; you don’t have to defend it.
Let it loose; it will defend itself
why do the shams write their sham gospels in braille
and the derogatory shams holler sham tunes in falsettos
Worthies do worthy fares
the unworthiest dance in mirages
and in pensive strobes their tears cry for them
In burning laments and glorified shame
with muddled minds
and out of focus sights in teary folds
they rejoice in altered images
and rest solace in sophistry and Grimms tales
Truth does not wear the harlequin suits
and speak in magical fantasies
neither does it play hide and seek
like urchins in the shrubs
Truth stands visible and fearless
never enmeshed in doubts or gainsay
You all dance the dance of simpletons
in praise of your defective minds