Not all truth is scientific
The artist paints a page
With broad brush strokes
And fine details
Leaving behind his inner vision
For others to see life new
The writer conjures a story
Words etched with laser precision
Vocal vibration in permanence
Leaving behind his voice
For other to voice the truth
The musician concocts a tune
Pulling sweet taffy notes
Harmonizing drops of honey
Soothing the bitter taste
Of a world ruled by the unjust
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