The philosophers lie

The philosophers seek a truth I cannot see

If body and soul are two far banks of deep waters
Why does hidden pain bring tears?
If between spirit and flesh lies an endless hurdle
Why do tears fall as pain sears?

If there is no truth but merely a projection
Why do starlorn hopes descend?
If truth is merely a self created illusion
Why did the night skies end?

If the end of faith brings a heart that is cold
Why do tears still flow?
If reason will in the end take control
Why does shattered love still hold?

If the truth will set a person free
Then let my mind see
But if truth is only grief to me
Then forever cut me adrift

The philosophers lie