Truth From Knowledge

Let it be heard that death is not dead
He makes a living out of the living
and claims all their claims, 
turning into nothing their everything

Let it be known the young will grow old
That death outlives life
That life is richer than wealth
That tomorrow was here yesterday

Let it be told; the truth ought to be told
The broken must be allowed to weep
Smile mustn’t be wiped off the labourer’s face
Life is bitter-sweet

Fantasy is good but reality is better
Dirt can always find its way under the carpet
Let all who know not get to know
that it’s better to know than to be known