Kiptum

In shadows deep, where secrets lie,

Kiptum walked, beneath the sky.

A man of tales, veiled in disguise,

Yet truth awaited in hidden ties.

A web of falsehoods, woven tight,

Kiptum danced in the deceptive light.

But whispers of honesty, like a distant hum,

Sought to pierce the veil and overcome.

Through the haze of blissful ignorance,

Kiptum glimpsed the truth's emergence.

A choice to make, 'twixt joy and verity,

He embraced the pain of reality.

With courage bold, he faced the storm,

For illusions fade, and truth takes form.

No more the comfort of a sweetened lie,

Kiptum found solace 'neath truth's clear sky.

In the crucible of honesty's fire,

He forged a soul, strong and entire.

For in knowing the truth, a freedom lies,

A beacon bright that never truly dies.