Truth Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

Felt but spoken not for it is too bittersweet
Arising out of the bosom and inside the cage of chest
Hidden by the human guile and the pervasive social conscience
Learned and taught as a higher human value
Allowed in sips small for it contains the elements of venom
Like hemlock to the one who dares it out of the cage
A cup full down the throat it pierces
Like the earth’s hidden anger it flows as fire and the firmaments it shakes
The comprehension it requires needs the reason and courage put together
In the maze of falsehood it creates its way to find exit ultimate

So subtle is it stopped like a straw on the tongue
Or a hush to the ears or a finger on the lips
A gaze in anger or silenced on dagger tip
Burned is he alive who allows the demon out
An example in the name of modesty or a harmony
In the collective conscience of the mankind dormant has it gone
The one who speaks needs powers miraculous
The holder of the truth once he gives tongue to
Becomes eternal to the mankind in history and in ages
Falsehood it breaks like palaces it has won
Those who deny one day feel the storm of it
In the vestibules of conscience it arises in last sighs
As a force of nature it turns heavens and the earth

Who dares then to stop is taken by the tide
Breaks doors of the prisons that holds it enchained
Of falsehood’s much trickery it exposes in one blow
The truth once spoken becomes word of the God
The nature in conspiracies supports the tongue that has the spirit
The justice that it speaks the value that it holds
Truth shall prevail
The heart of every one throbs with the whisper
The mankind in its search has made strides many