I just want to poem, near the day, entitled Truth. This is the face of truth is open. The eyes of truth are bright. The lips of truth I have occluased. The head of truth is upright. The breast of truth stands forward. The gaze of truth is straight. Truth has need a fair and arduous truth. Has patience to wait. The words of truth are touching. The voice of truth is deep. The law of truth is simple. All you saw you read. The soul of truth is flaming. The heart of truth is warm. The mind of truth is clear and firm through rain and storm. Facts are only its shadow. Truth stands above all sin. Great be the battle of life. Truth be the end shall end. The image of truth is the cross. Wisdom's message is its rod. The sign of truth is Christ and the soul of truth is God. Life of truth is eternal. And moral is its past. Power of truth shall endure. Truth shall hold to the lands. That's a mess. Now did you?