Eternal Truth Is Always on the Other Side of the Unreachable River Bank

This world is damned,

The sides, the left and the right riverbanks
They lie helplessly, hopelessly;
In as much as we need breath
So is the air of truth,
As much as it lacks that leads to suffocation
We are trying to find a grain of sand
Evn’ in desert it is always impossible
—and truth is, it is,
on the other side of the unreachable river bank;

And the twist in the tale
In as much as the paucity is there, of truth;
Oppositely widespread are the lies,
We need no more of it
We need it no more in our existence;
That’s how the lies will stop
The truth will triumph
Whichever side
Whichever direction of the riverbank
We will clothe the naked truth
For long it has been stripped and molested;
Not anymore.