In this grand age where truth is but a rare guest,rarely invited, often shown quickly out,lies all dressed in Sunday's best doth manifest,spreading their gospel but sowing seeds of doubt.facts are passé, and fictions in request,"Believe what feels right," the loud masses do shout.in wisdom's stead, we've crowned only loud and crass,truth's obit penned with … Continue reading Truth’s Obit
Truth’s Obit
