Truth, valiantly you have given your tedium But the people's wanted glory, war and fun. You stood at the gate, warning all of aught And told whomever you could a thing was true. Yet... the atheist and moor stole your garment And so did the Jew and Sadducee. The Pharisee claimed you were naught And great were your bellows in the gates And great were your warnings of coming disaster. But, it did not come, and the people grew weary. "O, the vision is from a long time, and what's true is not "And what's not is true, great Truth, you speak "Ever so oily in the streets, and with smooth talk "You give your warnings of disasters that shall not come." Truth stood with Mercy in the street, and the two were lovers And Truth said to Mercy, "The peoples, they worship a lie." For, they lied, and threw him down, and thrusted him through With their words, to make sure he had nothing. They lied about the master and principled man And they used their Red Herring with its oily wings To divert people away, and lied about men And did their investigating into the investigator To find what they could, and then slandered him; Though no thing could be done, the apologist Truth Tried to reason with people... but that day would come And he was vindicated in everything he said.