You Are The Truth, Men. Poem by Gajanan Mishra

True,
Everywhere
There is darkness
And there is danger.

Everywhere
You have to find
Loud, murderous
And drugs
Drunken mobs.

Every time
You have to face
Struggle
And face the war.

And in the war
You have to find
The peace within.

Do this
Or do that.

Do this
Or do that
You are to hear
Criticism.

No light
No sun
To show you
Something good
Something bright.

You have to
Stand erect men,
You are not here
To crawl only
On your belly.

You are the truth, men.

You are your own God,
You are your own only.