The Serpent of Truth

Slithering like a snake
Winding you into its own ways
That is Truth

It eludes you like the snakes do
It hides in cracks and crannies
It seeps through your very pores
It's every where, the curse without a counter attack

There's no hiding from it
No shying away
It's always there whether you like it or not
Forever it will be this way

Run all you want
For the Serpent shall always find
Those hiding from his words
Hiding from the truth of things
You never want to face again

Run with all your might
Scream, yell, die
Run little child run
But you'll never escape
The Serpent of Truth