The truth of our souls

Behind our eyes lies the truth of our souls. Oh how we forget the truth.

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We spin yarns and tales, we tell stories, stories that are of the past and not of the present. Stories that reek of human weakness in all its forms. The truth lays buried, remains hidden in the darkest recesses of our minds, waiting.

We tell stories of the human soul, we hide in our stories our weaknesses. Cloth our desires with finely spun threads, telling of our bravery, love and sacrifice… with righteous indignation… fallacious stories.

Spinning yarns of days past, we tell stories of the human soul. Truth lingers in darkness, its story twisted and long forgotten in our memories. We banish to the dark recesses of our minds the stories of human weakness… fallacious tales of the past and not the present.

Behind our eyes lies the truth of our souls. Oh how we forget the truth. Telling stories of the past, cheering in our falsehoods and lies.

The truth, living in the dark will burn as the light of our souls fades. It will burn as we hide behind fine clothes of bravery, love and sacrifice… fallacious yarns.

Oh the folly of human weakness.

Excerpt from the short story ‘The truth of our souls’ by Natalie Mathenge https://www.amazon.com/truth-our-souls-JANANJA-collection-ebook/dp/B01LXE11HP/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1495477562&sr=1-1&keywords=The+truth+of+our+souls 

 

 

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