One day when
Truth was just
Hanging around
It went missing

This was not noticed
Immediately
For people did not
Use it very much
The ordinary ideas of the day
Sufficed

Some people noticed
That it was not there
They thought
Perhaps it was
Never there
We just
Made it up
Perhaps
We just
Saw something
That was
Not there
It was
An illusion
All along

So they said
Let’s get along
Without it
What difference
Will it make

Could we
Replace Truth
With something else
Something else
That was not
Truth

Yes they thought
We could replace it
With untruth

What could
Untruth be
Well
If Truth is
One thing
For Truth
Can only be
One thing
For it is
What is
Then untruth
Can be
Everything
Or
Anything
One can
Choose
Anything
Which will then be
By your choosing
Your untruth

No one
Can argue
With you
About it
Because
If you make it
Your untruth
Then it is
Your untruth
So
If it works
For you
Helps you
Live
A better life
Then you
Have reason
To believe
That your
Untruth
Is indeed
An untruth
For it is useful
It explains things
It gives you
Your identity

If your
Untruth
Does not
Work
For others
Does not
Help them
Uplift their lives
Then it
Is not their
Untruth
But that
Does not
Mean
That it is
Not an untruth
Untruths
Become
Untruths
When one
Believes
That they are
Untruths
You cannot
Deny
That it is
That person‘s
Untruth
You must
Believe
That their
Untruth
Is truly
Their
Untruth

Thus in living
With others
We form
Social groups
Defined by
A specified group
Of untruths
And as Truth
Is no longer around
We can then
Create
A larger group
Of those who hold
That all subgroups
Who hold
Similar untruths
Must be valued
Must be protected
Must be praised
For creating
A framework
Of value

Then one day
Someone
Found Truth
And said
Your untruth is untrue
Words hold
One set
Of meanings
And not
Another set
Words point
To something
To some state
To some process
Be it material
Be it social
Be it mental
They point
To what is

Words
Can change
Their set
Of meanings
But then
They point to other things
One must know
Whether they still
Point to
What is there
Or now point
To what
Is elsewhere

Truth demands
That you know
To what
They point
If there is
No Truth
Then words
No longer
Have
Consensual value
For they are
Merely markers
That someone
Thinks something
About something
And others,
Can’t know
What that is
Until that
Person tells them
What they mean
By that word

When there is
Truth
Then Truth says
I am here
I exist
I am that I am
Truth might be
Hard to see
Hard to understand
But I am here
The world
Consists of the true
It does not
Consist of the untrue
There is not a
Partly true
There are no grades of Truth
What is is
It may be complex
It may be simple
It may be
Seen partially
Understood partially
It may be hidden
By the
Cloud of the unknown
It may shine
Like the light
Of the midday sun
In a cloudless sky

But however it manifests
Cloudy or clear
It is there
And that
Grounds life
In a world real

It requires
That we don’t
Take the
Pointing finger
To be the real
But look beyond
To what it points
The beautiful moon
There
Is the richness
In the nature of people
Which is
Rooted in
The many groups
Biological
Psychological
Social
Making up
The identity
Of a single person
Rendering every person
Unique
Valuable
Irreplaceable
Such is
The culture
Of each person
And such is it
That
There is no culture
Greater than one

Around the person
Are many cultures
Formed by
Sub-groups
Of people
But they are fewer
By far
Then the many
Subgroups in the
Biological
Psychological
Social
Elements of the
Mind of the person
We are greater
Than any culture
Outside us

When Truth
Is known
To be there
Then we can see
A wondrous reality