The truth

The Truth

When you slip on the sad side
behind the scene
where you see
no family and no real-ship

When asked to bow for victory
“It is part of it” they say
the humiliating part that breaks a child's heart!

Can you be quiet please
Whereby sirens catcall all around?

When you are freed yet enslaved,
Can you see please?
insolents hiding behind women
whose children are taken away

You may see they are coming with blood-dripping hammers
Can you not be afraid please?
in a town where cowardice is disseminating
Can you trust please?
Where doubts lead to truth

Long after the mistake of not-knowing,
you might think you lost your holiness
the inherited grace and dignity
the innocence and virginity
You might feel powerless and shrunk
You might cower alone and naked on the frosted streets

Can you remember please?
we cannot lose holiness

you might
attempt to know the blame party
or might be called mad in this path
You might
cut your chest


“Can you know the cause please?”
The traumas of behind the scene
the shape of 2:20 lingers in mind for a long time


when you see big men weeping behind the bars
children crying for the purple wrests
sad boys face up
cheeping birds encaged for their innocence

“Courageously, can you take your time please?”
Where everybody spit against wind.


the knots in your throat may burst out
your lungs may smoulder with the fire of sorrow
your sobs might be stifled on the street
piano piano play it my sweet friend!
gently and gently write the story down
Then you see the truth yourself

the worldly gamers are mud of life
you are the immortal spirit of life!
peace and tranquility comes through piano
If not why would the dusk-birds mimic the silence of sundown

When you are sentenced to death
Hold on tight
for some deaths moore the ship of life toward the pious shores

When you see a sheep guiding a shepherd?
“Can you note down please?”
It is stillness and patience turns things around
for an earth to get plowed for new season
the ox should lead the plough

Our innocent one,
free your conscience from their slanders
If they dirtalize a diamond
drown it in a sewer
You know
sewers can’t degrade a diamond

At the end
when you join us
you gonna see the true love
elegant sisters of mercy offering wine and food
Here, you are gonna be adored and worshiped - not war-shipped

You gonna see
soaring eagles in the boughs of our garden
watching the wounds in your back-neck
to keep you safe and sound

You're gonna see
Hermis in dandelions’ feathers
heralding the homecoming of the loved ones from mean streets
The hill-paths of ancient pines ushering you upward
You’re gonna see Seus’ hand


“Can you appreciate please?”
Black and white doves dancing around
pilgriming around you
to blot out the traumas from your head

Just a little sparkle of compassion
like a mellow evening breeze
cools down the hells all around you


When you see the esteem in our children
“Can you recall please?”
When you digressed from self-confidence
Here, the truth reveals itself
It was the room where human bow to machines.


At the penultimate point,
You're gonna gaze with bewilderment
at your sorrows that you got from the sad side
chest to chest with nature, a huge descend of rain
a rebirth
You are gonna laugh at your madness
“Can you laugh alone please?”
In a town people are crying all around.

“Can you hug yourself please?”
Where other hugs are ironized

At endmost,
You take the sorrows in
and transform it to sweet hope for freedom
You're gonna see an ongoing plode of big-bang in your breath
an explode of light from the imploded sadness you inhaled
You're gonna trust that you are responsible for yourself

Like a rose among thorns
“Can you breathe in all the way please?”
Where roofs take breaths away.


Val