The Unwanted Truth Poem by prasanna kumari

The Unwanted truth

On Sunday
Truth entered the church
The priest absorbed it
and transferred it to the worshippers
The believers could not contain the NAKED truth
They left it there and
went home

On Monday
Truth went out to the market in the rain and sunshine
It did not get an umbrella from the market
It did not get cloth from the shop
Nobody was willing to own him and protect him
It wandered there

On Tuesday
Truth went to the school gate
The students were taught everything
Did not teach them to speak the truth
It left feeling sorry

On Wednesday
It entered the court
where truth is given the crown
Court is meant to reveal and prove the truth
But the proof was torn and scattered there
It left....

On Thursday
It went to the temple
It could not find itself among the chanting of mantras
and the scent of incense sticks
Not being able to stand the neglect
It left....

On Friday
It was on the beach
People were there to bury their sorrow
or to rejoice with their loved ones
The breeze brushing past their cheeks did not need truth or lies
It left.....

Monday or Thursday
It is the same
with the lightness of being revealed
and the heaviness of being hurt
and more heaviness when hidden...

On Saturday
Truth jumped on rose and lavender
Put a bindi on the forehead
With Jasmine flavoured hair
It waits on the side of the street
waiting for Humanity

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