the truth is somewhere between
and beyond
us all
every time
within a life
we change our mind
we're sure we're right
this go round
but in raging flight
drawing the line
please realize
that you tomorrow might
hate this you
your opponent is in your shoes
and you are within theirs
what's with all of the
condescending stares?
the truth is somewhere between
and beyond
us all
till we
get along
the puzzle can't be solved
till we
simmer branding
till unbridled
certainty dies
we can't unite
the truth is somewhere between
and beyond
us all
our own histories and growth
if we can say we've grown at all
prove we can not possibly
ever
know it all
so even if we're 90 percent right
and they're 90 percent wrong
that means we still need to listen closely
cause we'll need that 10 percent
to ever
ever
ever
fix our world
to ever
ever
ever
fix our damaged, wobbly home
but perhaps it's merely winning
that this is all about?
tell me it isn't merely winning
that you're passionate about?
the truth is somewhere between
and beyond
us all
till we
get along
the puzzle can't be solved
till we
simmer branding
till unbridled
certainty dies
we can't unite
the truth is somewhere between
and beyond
us all
you may be right on some or all of this,
i'm listening
she may be right on some or all of that,
are we sure?
I may be right on some of all of this,
are you listening?
though i'm sure, sometimes,
i'm wrong
the truth is somewhere between
and beyond
us all
The way you have structured
The way you have structured this poem, with the repeated refrain, gives it a sound of authority as the message is conveyed
J-Called