The Quiet Truth Poem by Raj Arumugam

it seems
we have always
been shouting out
screaming our lungs out
declaring Truth
with mega-speakers
and trumpets
and bellowing it out
amplified and thundered
from turrets and spires and great heights
and we punctuate Truth with bullets
and knives and bombs
and it seems Truth needs
groups and masses to be witnesses
and it seems
we must offer blood and bodies to Truth

but that is not Truth
for Truth needs no witness
it needs no utterance
Truth is gentle and present
and in its quiet
all untruths erode in time