Truth

The silencer to all the lies,
To the liars it spies,
To the disappointment it cries,
It gives out its own prize,
Shakes its head then flies,
Frowns at its size,
It always tries,
It comes near the wise,
Hoping that it never dies,
It sees the truth through its eyes,
Looking for its rise,
The evil that it will baptize,
It will always give advice,
To the lies it despise,
Scarred of its demise,
It will never disguise,
On us it relies,
But we break the trust with our snake eyes,
And we show it its surmise.