The Tale Of a Man Named Lou (tweaked re-post)

Once, in a land of Lubadoo

There lived a man whose name was Lou

Sir Lou, in everybody’s eyes

Was perceived to be very wise

And often times with nodding head

They all agreed to what Lou said.

Sir Lou lived in a castle tall

Where roses climbed the old stone wall

In lovely red, year after year

The bloom of roses would appear

And many paused to gaze in awe

At the red roses that they saw

One day, restless and discontent,

Sir Lou stopped to inhale their scent

He shouted, “Hear what I’ll tell you

These red roses are really blue!”

Folks shook there heads at what Lou said

For how can blue one day be red?

But Lou walked up and down the street

And every day he would repeat

That what was red is really blue

And slowly folks agreed with Lou

For wasn’t Lou still, after all

That wise man in the castle tall?

Then came that sad and solemn day

Sir Lou was old and passed away

The mourners stood out on the street

Where rose-petals fell at their feet

They told their children ‘here lived Lou

Who taught us red is really blue’

Now no one questions anymore

What they had all believed before

As generation rise and fall

Blue roses climb the castle wall

It seems they never, ever knew

These roses were not always blue

Time’s centuries have come about

And no one stops to think or doubt

For who can say red is not blue?

Nobody here has heard of Lou

Or how one day he simply said

'These roses are not really red'

…and visitors are mystified

To hear folk speak with love and pride

At these blue roses; how they’ve grown

Year after year against the stone

 Ah, long forgotten is Sir Lou
 Who told someone that red was blue

The moral of this little tale

Is simply this; Truth does not fail

Though generations come and go

The truth remains unchanged and so

Before we teach that red is blue

We should make sure that it is true

Be careful then that none deceive

Lest generations thus believe

A vile untruth told to be true

For those red roses are not blue

Yet everyone within their youth

Were taught what others thought was truth

© Janet Martin

The girls were debating one day about how and why people believe what they do regarding the Bible. Everyone reads the same Book, but they understand it differently. I wrote this a year ago and something today made me think of this topic of Truth...that Unshakable, Unalterable Eternal Truth.