<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=528099" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Whose Truth.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">You have no monopoly <br>on truth, says Daultil. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It wears a many coloured <br>coat; each one picks out </div><div style="margin:10px 0">colours for their own cloth. <br>We sit like those in Plato’s </div><div style="margin:10px 0">cave seeing shadows dance<br>upon the wall and think those </div><div style="margin:10px 0">shadows reality and the fire <br>giving off flames some god </div><div style="margin:10px 0">who cares. Daultil sips his <br>flask of booze. You watch </div><div style="margin:10px 0">him lift it to his lips. His words <br>hang around your head like </div><div style="margin:10px 0">flies about a horse’s eyes. <br>Glunk glunk goes his flask </div><div style="margin:10px 0">lifted by him to take his fill. <br>He sets it down, wipes his lips </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and says, Pilate never knew <br>the truth, he thought it just a </div><div style="margin:10px 0">random choice of this or that <br>of this sad world’s philosophies; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">he could not see beyond his <br>nose or dull thought’s reach. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">You keep your silence, watch <br>as Daultil undoes the buttons </div><div style="margin:10px 0">of his pants and pees, his fingers <br>having DTs shake the piss upon </div><div style="margin:10px 0">his pants but he doesn’t noticed <br>or if he does he doesn‘t care just </div><div style="margin:10px 0">lifts his head like some dozy bull <br> and looks at you with vacant stare.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Terry+Collett">Terry Collett</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=528099" data-title="Whose Truth. de Terry Collett" data-description="You have no monopoly on truth, says Daultil. It wears a many coloured coat; each one picks out colours for their own cloth. We sit like those in Plato’s cave seeing shadows dance upon the wall and think those shadows reality and the f..."></div> </div> </div>

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