The truth does not lie

Truth was like a tiger
Stalking in the long grass
It crept up on me like a fugitive
Furtive in its glance
I didn't trust it to begin with
Did not want to go along
With its plan or schemes
It wanted to break free from jail
But I was hooked on a captive's false dreams

Eventually I succumbed
To its undeniable logic
When you eliminate all other explanations
Only the truthful facts remain

And when that became clear
I willingly followed in its pursuit
On a jail break from falsehood
On the trail of right and good