Truth

I adorn myself with Truth's dress And go about with my chores As calmly as would a Queen, Well aware that the arrows that my enemies Hurl at me would not touch me For, Nothing is mightier than that dress! I walk about, toil and slave myself With indulgence For, life is an opportunity And we are given only one to prove To the skies that we shall use this opportunity To transform into purer versions of ourselves! And while being at it, I mind not those friends who leave the grip Of my steady hands, I mind not the choices that they make For, Truth prevails as long as it revered And shines brighter than even the sun When lies get exposed And the whole world becomes mortified At what was being hidden! Pray, I side by Truth May it be my breath May my heart beat with its tempo May my soul be wrapped with its glow Yes, Truth, May it be my cause and may I Be remembered as one who lived by its word!