Truth to and Falsehood From (Reprise)

Only the fruitful tree, a poet wrote
Is stoned or shaken its nourishment for
Be not dismayed if barren spirits gloat,
If lesser entities your gifts abhor

Who have not paid, themselves, the awesome price
Sayers of sooth endure we hereamong
And use the truth as but sordid device
A limping self esteem to help along

Using lies for this purpose also, so
All difference between the two is blurred
That they another crippled step may go
No matter what the karmic price incurred

Serenely go, dear soul, serenely come
The world of truth to, and of falsehood from