Truth

Since time’s distant dawn 
Men have told lies 
Calling it truth 
Facts patronized. 
But truth doth not jest 
It is what it is 
It’s the brim on a hat, 
It’s a bride’s wedding dress. 
  
Revered in our lives 
Honest men we respect 
For uttering truths 
We’ve all come to expect. 
Yet lies now made vogue 
Scatter truth like the birds 
No handshakes to bond 
Or shore up men’s words. 
  
Do well to respect 
The integrity of sleuth 
It pinpoints all lies 
Shines light on untruth. 
For recall the pure facts 
As they actually occur 
Lies have no one's back 
In the end only truth 
You'll remember.