The price of truth,
that old absent hound,
that never could heal his wound…

That disdainful opinion,
for those who will never brush up,
how much you had to shut up…

Those sleepless nights,
between awkward dreams,
of miserable memories,
that destroyed so many destinies…

How much hypocrisy!

Today, they fly high,far away,
but maybe one day, they will assume,
everything that they didn’t soothe…

The high price of the apparent truth!