Forget Truth

I was told "Forget truth, it lack lyricism"
But the truth gushed from the mouth
like fresh water in to the oily sea
Seeped through the sediment
Out of sight, giving life
The effect is phenomenal
Flashes of colour appearing all around
like paint on canvas flicked from the brush
Dark splintering figures bathe their feet in the words
As their dying hands grasp out at the sun and salty air
Sucking it down
Rubbing it in to the pores of their skin
And reviving
Fresh thoughts explode from the groud
As if bright red toad stools
Peppered white
That shoot from the earth
After the skies have opened
How could i forget?
When this unvarnished truth
Doused my arid mind
Turning mirages in to form
Which i can grasp with my eyes
And spew out as ink from a broken pen
Proud of its broken bleeding body.