Should I seek the truths that the masses will use
or should i seek the jewels that they keep from fools
the jewel lays hidden in the earth
 through pressure and heating it shines and grows in girth
just as we are born through a process of pain and agony at birth
as a sign of  the fruits struggle and our Worth
Is truth only know through the words of the brave
to speak for the oppressed and the suffering slaves
with the wisdom of those who separated and meditated in caves
giving the martyrs  words life as if they rose from there graves
they would kill too to simply tell them to leave their ways
so they went to library to set their books ablaze
not knowing to will allays live its reborn in every age
you can never die with truth you only die with a lie
until you give up then  commit suicide
while the righteous  looking at death with wounded eyes
knowing with a true word maybe the youth rise
is it through words and poems that will shake their thrones?
so they plotted to assassinate and slice their flesh from bones
a hidden beauty that might enter there homes
but through pressure and hardship was how the jewel has grown
Through the fight of falsehood the truth is shown