A metaphoric poem:

Truth is like an open road;
No traveler is misled
By signals he must follow
To safely forge ahead,
Cautioning him to slow down,
Stop, or move with care,
Not to recklessly proceed
At speeds of grave despair.
Well should he negotiate
Curves of disbelief,
Crooked bends and hazards
Of unrelenting grief.
All signals and all signs
Of truth can never ever fail
When life is steered directly
Along its safety trail.

By:
Maurice D. Sassoon