Give thanks they said
to peace and love’s legend.
Remember happy faces feasting on a bird:
landowners and conquerors seated
at one table as bestie and friend.
Truth is an express train
running on reality’s tracks.
Some people get run over
living with lies that remain.
Others miss that train
living on maybes tracks.
If the road to truth was straight and wide-
happiness would be ebb and good fortune tide.
If clarity was reason’s betrothed bride
right would be wrong’s faster stride.