The Unhappy Truth

Hem - zah - lee


The Unhappy Truth

Look closely at the world
My son.
A clearer sense of direction
seems lightyears away.
It would be easy to hate
as they hate.
Before you walked the Earth,
they where in your shoes:
feeling how you felt,
blaming us as you blame them,
Growing in age
with the past still burned
in their psyche.
The weight of history and
the power of memory are strong
enough to shackle any man,
conform him, and
brand him a prisoner of hate.
How can we progress,
when the price of a dream
is obscured in ethnic and religious
That’s the Unhappy Truth.
when the spell of mortality is broken,
it’ll force talks of peace
Rather than
acts of violence.

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