With truth by my side
Why do I doubt
Question the self and hide
Let weeds of mind sprout
With truth in my heart
Why do I spite
Angered and torn apart
Let prejudice come in sight
With truth as my ideal
Why do I reject
Dismiss others as unreal
Let life seem as a defect
With truth as a goal
Why do I confine
Be away from the whole
Let my own limits define
With truth in my eyes
Why do I turn away
Gamble life with dice
Let in devils to stay
Nothing seems right
Though truth be within
Try as I might
Virtue turns to sin
Time has the answer
Nothing to fear
With deep thoughts I gather
A truth becomes clear
Nothing to feel ruth
To feel weak or odd
When you accept your truth
As your God
© Venkat
Posted on February 3, 2013 at 12:34 PM in Human Nature, Poetry | RSS feed
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