Truth is an Anvil
When evil people parade around
They march in time to their demise
Truth is the anvil that stretches their necks
No escape No mercy
Truth stands alone
When you see evil people parading their deeds as worthy
Look out, run far and hide
For soon enough
Truth will Prevail
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Sonja Hand
I write, conduct social media and social activism for Small Business and Tea Party Conservatism. I am a direct descendant of the Mayflower, and everything American in between. Share your story, and I will share mine.. Live life to the fullest .. YOLO
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