Truth is...
My cousin Sam learnt something new today
Sort of...
You learn something new everyday
It's a cliche
It's something he once heard somebody say

Wires on the phone
Ears on the mail
Ticks on the ISP
Spooks on his tail

Ordinarily nothing gets to Sam.
He's care-free type, unassuming, insignificant.
Now, somewhat peeved,
Sam got out his pen, bright yellow paper and
went off on a bit of a rant

Truth is …
He begins
The more you look and listen, the less you're likely 
to hear or see
Three, four, five, six, whatever…
FBI, CIA, KGB, NSA, BND
Etc, etc…
Letters son, they don't fly in my reality.

Truth is…
You are all basically,
Pompous, egotistical, self-serving, acronym addicted, pricks. 
With a penchant for brutally annihilating your own kind
And anything else you don't understand
The universe, he continued…
Doesn't revolve around you or your fellowman

Truth is...
You are what you teach and learn
However dumb it may be
And if you say so then yes, you make the world turn
Jackass!
They are less than a speck of dirt on the giants' dirty arm
The worm in a spectacularly ordinary apple
In a word
Expendable

Truth is…
Who's controlling the game?
You know us inside out
So what's my name?
Clever, clever as can be
The ones you need to, you'll never see
The women you treasure are hooked on a king
They bluff your dumb ass then...
Kiss his ring
The misery!
Your anguish!
You don't know,  how much it thrills me
I'm a COG in a damn large wheel
Nothing more or less
Lying low, keeping it real
And furthermore, Sam continued…
I have nothing to hide, nothing of any real value,
No shenanigans, no kind of mystery
Nothing you'd recognize
Even if you should get lucky
I won't sneak out, like a common thief in the night
Not this time, they want you here.
Powerless in plain sight

Truth is…
A house divided, will never stand.
Who said that?
Mr. Abraham?
Fighting and backbiting. 
The IQ's go up while the intelligence and 
common sense rockets down
You may yet survive this century, back on square one. 
A mere handful, living medieval underground
Wonder how may will eventually die?
Just how far the ball will become undone?
Before somebody realizes that you are all one
Oranges...
Different shapes, size and color, on a very, very, fragile tree
I may have access to an axe
Please don't tempt me!

Truth is…
Still waters sometimes run deep
Do you?
Do you really want to rouse the dragon while
The rest of the house is blissfully asleep?
Well, do you boy?
Daddy won't like that!
I don't think

Truth is …
He concludes
The more you look, and listen, the less you're likely 
to hear or see
Three, four, five, six, whatever…
FBI, CIA, KGB, NSA, BND
Etc, etc…
Letters son, they don't fly in my reality.

Sam goes over his little missive
shrugs, then simply puts it away.
What the hell, he could be wrong
Either way
Closes his eyes and tunes into yet another…
Interstellar song

So schlemiel who's watching you, watching me, watching you?



Truth Is...


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