Take Heed

The truth is always bitter I have never known Its authenticity Till now When I learnt that... ...the past haunts... I had it well covered Or so it seems to me But yet it leaked Nay! It burst... ...the past haunts... A false fabric I clad Deceit it was worsted in Yet in it I rejoice Till nemesis caught me... ...the past haunts... Now... Peace has deserted me Fear is flourishing War, I called Inadvertently When numerous souls I robbed Of their rights Thinking it is sealed Airtight! But... ...the past haunts... All gone I alone Peace out Happiness far War in Sorrow is food Sadness, water... ...the past haunts... Pity me not I worked hard for it And it I earned. My hand toiled for it So I eat the fruits Of my labour... ...the past haunts... Hearken ye! To the words of One who all has seen. Albeit My words smelleth In thine ears But when thou reapsth Thy fruit Thou shalt remember my words That.... ...the past haunts...