David always told the truth to me
and, of course, we argued endlessly
about what, exactly, was 'true':
both working class self-taught autodidacts,
what would you expect us to do?
I continued to learn a lot from David's poetry too
Until his mighty verses were expunged from view.
David told me the precise name and location
Of a church in ancient Antioch,
In war-torn Syria - desecrated by men
Who brooked no debate over 'truth'.
Authoritarians come in many shapes and sizes,
take on a plethora of disguises,
but only have one tale to tell:
If you don't agree. Off to hell!