Truth not the enemy

Truth not the enemy

Truth not the enemy


So much debate going on today,
opinions strongly held,
defended with passion,
arguments making sense to the one spouting them,
to the one listening,
well perhaps it seems nonsense.

Words rightly said,
concepts told just so,
logic upheld,
by both sides none- the- less,
leading to nowhere
except perhaps to insults,
sneers;
some ugly shit goes on in the name of dialogue.

How easily childish we become,
I wonder if there are any adults at all,
perhaps we are still young adolescents,
a dangerous place for any species to be.

Everything is only opinion nowadays,
truth looking like a field flat and uninteresting,
with something small at times pushing through
then dying the death of philosophical fads,
or science becoming just another ideology
with its own form of orthodoxy.

Or faith based on fear,
allowing only what does not threatened through,
its interior only an empty tomb,
dead
it followers just do not know it.

Truth is not the enemy of anyone,
fear of it is;
perhaps beneath all the blah, blah, blah,
there is something that is not mere opinion
but rock bottom truth,
on which all else grows.

Perhaps we are all called to seek together,
listen,
learn,
and move forward,
that truth is not what is in my head,
or just what I believe,
but a mystery that ever deepens with maturity.