Words once withered
Now alive among
Thoughts that think
Forward for forced
Measures made mixed,
Diluted down, dirty,
Because bias becomes
Questionably curious
When we want
Total truth today.
But these words are truth;
The archaic terms once known
But forgotten to all, and all
In all, not forgotten to you.
Words once withered
Now alive among
Damned, dirty, diluted
Thoughts that think
Behind backward blights.
Not my words written here:
Your words, left unspoken,
But not forgotten to the
Depths of your forgetting mind.
Words of Truth
Are alive
In your mind.
They are alive in my mind.
By MFW III
