Truth Is Freedom (Wangchat Konyak) Poem by Wangchat konyak

Life is embedded with lies
And this isn't a tales.
In a pursuit to survive,
I've learnt to embrace lies
And it became part of a flesh.
Remember, dearest!
A gentleman live by his honest words
And not by lines filled with watery lies.
In a journey somewhere long gone;
I've never been frightened of anything,
Neither have I bowed at the foot of grief,
Nor was I shivered to my own death.
I was the master of my own,
A self-trained knight - skilful and furious.
Who being born in the hills of Tang;
Was reared in the valley of Shang
And had always wore a crown of pride.
But until that moment, when I,
I happened to face the Truth;
I who took pride of self built image
Begun to simmer with horror
As if my flesh was roasted into the flame,
As if my grave have thus come to me.
I was like an outcast with a low self-esteem,
A man of common dust whose soul wandered off
Had kneeled with fright and tears
In a self-realization of regret;
Because, to speak the truth was not my cup of tea;
But of those knight's whose heart is courageous.