The truth will set you free? Yes, so they say.
Sometimes it leads to prison dark and grey.
To leave behind the comfortable falsehoods
That make civility a flowing thing,
The smiles correct and calibrated nicely,
The careful words obliterating sting.
To leave behind the masks put on precisely,
And barefaced brave the tearing human storm,
To tread on ice too thin for social standing,
To speak bold truth defying every norm …
The truth will set you free? Yes, so they say.
Sometimes it leads to prison dark and grey.
To speak out of the Spirit’s stark compulsion,
Stand before kings declaring they are wrong,
To call out wickedness within high places,
To stand and to be trampled by the throng.
To hold God’s smile more precious than men’s plaudits,
To count no thing as dear as His “well done!”
Speak without fear, for all they can take from you,
Is nothing to the glory that was won.
The truth will set you free? Yes, so they say.
Sometimes it leads to prison dark and grey.
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