Nobody can be that much authoritative
We can only be selective
As it pleases our thoughts
And we are not helplessly caught
Nothing shall appear as complete truth
As we shall then have no proof
We will try to believe what has been told
And put foot on unreal world
We seek solace
On the face
From what others reveal
And make us feel
But our conscience appeals
And forces us to feel
That yes this can be truth
And must form belief with breathe
Certain things remain with us
For hard core trust
We try to believe and follow
And force us to grow
Nobody can be that much authoritative We can only be selective
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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