Truth's Aura

They beseech answers from questions What is it like? How does it sound? Why couldn't they enfold it Or atleast silence it? Wrapped, it wields horns Silenced it screams and groans When she talks, she rips worlds into twos From friends crafts foes Storms ferry roofs that roof penthouses Mice, exposed when her words excavate soils It haunts everybody's senses Walls, A day ago purchased a pair of ears And Hills possess eyes Prestigiously prominent and prudent become less Johns and Janes Bulls Become Johns and Janes Does Rejoices will be Woes And lands flood with tears Fame dies and lets shame rise Pernicious, Aura inside Truth's apartment.