A person can be many behind their familiar visage
A person of good will or an evil doer at large
No one knows the truth in them, not everything they know
So when someone who is kind to you, to another it isn’t so
A face can have so many forms, depending on who you are
To one they are a devil from the depths of Hell, to you a wondrous star
So when others try to defame the one you love, always remember this
That love isn’t always truth and kindness and ignorance isn’t bliss
But do not put down the truth-sayer when you hear things that may not feel right
Because you don’t know the blamed one in both their darkness and their light
You can’t tell who someone is, not everyone’s a book
You can’t judge a person by their face; there are things you will overlook
People change in the shades of time, people grow old and wise
Some become more stupid, others will surprise
But just because you love someone, do not be blind to truth
Always listen with an opened mind, a good heart try to accept the truth
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