The harsh cold Truth

hiding in every soul

yearning to be told

one searches for the buried Truth

although one yearned It unseen

but you cannot just control the Punisher;

the Commander of the levelheaded and the insane

the Border of life in heaven or hell

for It is living, ever moving

though we search and fight

to find and hide

but nothing can remain a secret

in the land between heaven and the earth

It will decides the time and place

to show its ugly head

to enter the world of the unsuspecting

thru clues uncovered and unmasked

saying secrets better unsaid

seeing visions better unseen

but curiosity is strong

and the human mind is weak

forcing even the levelheaded to be harsh and cold

retelling to others the Unforgiving; the Truth

but It has no enemies nor allies

for it retaliate against you with no reason

you who thought they could control It

but none can control the Punisher

the Controller of the levelheaded and the insane

the Border of life in heaven or in hell

harsh and cold

 a winter night

never kind and will never forget…