I’ve been told that truth has advantages;
But certain untruths share the same sentiment;
As the battle amongst humankind rages,
Congratulate your own presentiment.
Wallow in the wrongs of your country fellows;
Trade your soul in mock exchange;
Risk your neck until you mellow;
Yet you’ll not feel that strange.
Many things contrive to drive one crazy;
And many opportunities that slip away;
The mist of reason is rather hazy-
Truth waits for another day.
When truth’s unbound, life’s a song;
Though it’s sung in different voices;
The antagonists will feel that’s wrong:
Freedom begets numerous choices.
The fate of many were chronicled in history;
That’s history - inspiration of good and bad;
Lies have crumbled nations built on mystery:
These common untruths have remained a fad.
The perception of deception awaits explanation:
The brokers of truth have wagered our existence;
While justice awaits eternal damnation,
Truth surfaces with amazing persistence.
If truth is reality, so are lies;
Like pain is painful reality.
Like many with unheard cries
Died with truth’s ideality.
Nothing’s unsound with truth unbound.
Subroto Chatterjee
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/truth-unbound/
