If I claim what I am not
Am I telling the truth?
And if I say, that’s how I feel
Is that acceptable proof?
If the truth is what it’s not
Then what is a lie?
A lie would be the truth
Can’t you see why?
They would be synonyms
Words that mean the same
Hence, right now you think
That I am insane.
This kind of argument
Is prevalent these days,
We have gone stark raving mad
In so many ways.
Truth is a feeling
That burns deep inside
And once I sincerely feel it
That truth cannot be denied.
There is a truth for you
And a truth for me,
And though diametrically opposing
It is the truth that we see.
I see it as black
While you see it as white,
We are both correct
The two are alike.
Similarities in differences
Difference in similarities
Truth and falsehood
Are established parities.
Established in the sense
That it was not always so
But given our recent knowledge
It’s a fact we now know.
I fear for our children
I hope you can see why,
The goalposts have been moved,
On what can we rely?
What will our teachers teach
If a lie is the truth?
Hence the title above:
That is the burden of proof.
Stewart Russell © October 2019
