Escaping Weight of Truth

A reason to play the blame game changes.
With clearing eyes getting brighter,
Overnight...
With the sight of one's reflection.

Shocking revelations,
Are not received ecstatically.
And the proof is in the pudding!
But the cooks try to leave,
By exiting from the roof!

A reason to play the blame game changes.
And foundations crack...
From the escaping weight of truth.
Doing its best to leave no trace of steps left,
As a discovery too late under Sun rays shows.