this day, in myself, i spark a tiny thought
a querry i may say it was
what if all we vise and feel as right
is broken by reality, alas!
belief of what rests and moves,
of what grows and dies
of what is all and wat is none
turn up all as lies
judgement gets a kick and punch
as all views change sides
a day of chaos' and confusion's rule
will make stings of truth parasites
this i assume is not true
as all truth is not bitter
but a truth or two can always be enough
to force the darkest coal glitter
so i decide ,never to frame views on people
who in one act or two back my belief
wait,i shall, till all branches i have revealed
cause,even oaks in spring have atleast a brown leaf!
Withs thoughts redeemed i gladly speak,
In honour of my new found wit,
Whoever says this,says the thing best
There is more to learn in defeat!