I Am False Poem by ANJANDEV ROY
I Am False
I say,
'I am true, '
You say,
'I am true, '
But the insane beggar says
With a smiling face,
'I am false, '
The great judge
Stares at him in amazement,
He praises the beggar wholeheartedly and says,
'Perfect confession, '
Falsehood makes the insane beggar a real champion.
Every mans reflection is a caption of his own ego, positive or negative. We see ourselves not for who we are but who we think we are. the madman is mad for he has an honesty no sane man would ever admit. Bravo sir!
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8/28/2026 10:36:51 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
I've often wondered if the insane are sometimes more sane than the sane. And your insane poem validates my thinking. Championing the insanity of it all! Outstanding, Anjandev!