Truth Died In This Era Poem by Sanji-Paul Arvind

Truth is just a word in the dictionary,
No man in any situation can use, big worry.
It can be buried or burnt with fakery,
Making one look stupid leading to mockery.

A simple truth doesn't fetch anything,
But a well decorated lie, gets many things.
All those who talk about it aren't like that,
The ones who do, aren't talked about in anyone's script.

To prove one truth, it takes a decade,
With a fabricated lie, anyone can quickly evade.
All the ones that rely on it,
Cannot even get close, fate.

Some sell it in grams and kilos,
For their own benefit, unknowing the loss.
People who are responsible for protecting,
Does not want to act upon, neglecting.

Truth dies a thousand death every day,
Even with knowledge, no one wants to walk in its way.
The ones who doesn't speak are believed,
The ones who trust in it get buried.

By
Sanji-Paul Arvind