For Hallum and Ethan

There's a truth boys,
it jaunts about between the gaps in thought,
it settles in the breath of change,
go out and find it.

They'll paint you into backgrounds,
but always,
be all truth, all glory,
believe its there.

There's a truth, you'll see,
we're afraid to go for it,
but my boys fly,
just be giddy in the wheel.

I'm jumping so very, very loud,
my time to some is always wasted,
but truth is there,
I'm searching,
it's mine, it's yours,
its truth and its there.

She'll move as if drawn from your own vein,
her unbound gallery demanding vision,
so be sure to know your sight,
it takes time, but that's just fine.

There is truth my boys, really there is,
we're all screwed a million times,
just learn,behave,
and damn dance the rhythm.

My truth is awkward, its bitten, misrepresented,
it's been benign for far too long,
it binds my hands, denies me movement,
but its still truth, my truth,
and its glorious.

Soon it'll speak for real,
and you'll know that you too can live for truth,
because truth is all we have,
it makes us men, shines our eyes for decades to follow.

There's a truth boys,
please believe there is,
it will stand and smile and be,
and with it love will form,
such glorious form,
love to untie your hands,
to lay the path,
be open and accept it.

There's a truth my boys,
there's a choice, it glides along,
happy to be forgone,
its the path to gloried entanglement,
go my boys and seek your truth.