fool’s gold has been known to contain miniscule amounts of gold,
not enough mind ya to make a fool a millionaire.
lies have been known to contain an ounce or two of stretchable truth,
not enough mind ya to make one an honest Abe.

an otherwise rational person fed a glittering fluff and puff frequently enough,
with scarcely a jot of truth passing in between heaven and earth,
will soon find it difficult to differentiate the illusion of truth from reality,
catnip from cat litter.

a fool’s gold certitude left unchallenged starts sounding like the Gospel truth itself.
beware those who depict evil as good and good as evil,
darkness for light and light for darkness,
bitter as sweet and sweet as bitter.

fore you know it, an otherwise rational person will regurgitate what’s been spoon fed’em,
jibber jabbering like they was a parrot,
fervently sporting positions that had they tak’en time to put on their thinking cap,
might have chosen a different path to travel in yonder yellow wood.

gotta pick a lot of cotton just to make one dress…
gotta lift a lot of stones to bypass pockets of fool’s gold to get at the truth.
sometimes the other person may be right…
better to accept an uncomfortable truth even if it means burying a comfortable lie