Winner of the Lower School Poetry Competition, written by first former George Hewlett.
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In the jungle of lies, everything is a mystery,
opinions twisted, compressed, turned upon themselves in the darkness.
Reality itself turned upon its head, tampered with, contorted and changed
in the thick dense jungle of lies.
It expands constantly, changing shape, changing form, whatever is necessary to achieve its will.
Illusion, delusion, deceit, deception – these are all found in the jungle of lies.
Now truth, a shining light, piercing the thick dense darkness.
Illuminating all it touches, enlightening the shadows of uncertainty that were before.
Nothing, in the end, can escape from the radiant touch of truth. It will uncover the darkest secrets penetrating everything, regardless of time.
Time is not a problem for truth.
Like pure water, truth will infiltrate everywhere, even seeping into the mind.
Nothing can escape the power of
By George Hewlett