Apologies To Thetruth
I was traveling by the train
Through the glass I could see rain.
Seeing that , many thoughts filled up my brain
I was so drown in thoughts that a series of chaos caught my disdain.
I sought the source of the noise
It was coming from the side of the boys
Honestly speaking, it was a father and his son.
I bet disturbing others was their only choice.
The boy asked him a lot of weird facts
But the dad was a patient ass,
So he answered his enquiries calmly.
But I was so angry that I wanted to punch the boy in his face!
Finally I got up.
I told the dad,"Never mind.....
But I was paused by his shy smile.
He said,"Sorry, he is colour blind."
I was stunned.
My anger and curiosity, like a photo booth,
Were given a Closed sign.
I thought how rudely we confront the truth
Though we are coal like,
Covered by the shadow of misery's black cloth!
I couldn't but choak, and say,"I am sorry,
For both him and my attitude towards the eternal truth....
I am sorry.....''
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