Truth Is A Victim - Poem by Mehri Mehraban
(Truth is a victim)
Truth was a glass
So bright and delicate
A wicked child broke it
Into hundreds of piece
Everyone grabed a piece
and stared at it and said:
'All my wishes come true! My dreams
golden future and needs'
Nobody tried to perceive its secret
or put the pieces to remake it
The only truth is 'the truth is a victim'!
written by: Mehri Mehraban
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