What A Truth Under The Bullshit! Poem by Abdul Wahab

What A Truth Under The Bullshit!



You always put forth the positive,
bravo, however I am unable to
neglect the negative, I see the ship
is sinking in the deep sea, be yourself
an ostrich, I shall be rather a crow or
cuckoo hiding in a bush or bough of
a tree shouting about what I see behind
the curtain, under the layers, go and die
as an animal and come next as a human,
the true evolution, what Darwin did not tell,
mask, mask, everywhere there are masks
and layers, even the light does not let me go ,
what you are! An ash! I do not expect much,
I have to fight my own life, let light let loose
the spy! Intentionally it does not reflect what
burns inside though fire is the grand father of
shadow, to kill the demon treacherous if I have
to live in the dark , I am glad to do that and
shout like a crow or sing like a cuckoo to
spread the light to dispel the darkness.
What a truth under the bullshit!

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