Being Truthful Does Not Gel Today Poem by Renu Kakkar

Alone I was
Alone I will be
Believing in others
I will now have to see.

Scared I am,
of people around me.
People whom I trusted,
Have always hurt me.

Sometimes I wish,
the world would be.
Comprised of people,
Simple & truthful like me.

Like fingers on the palm,
are never the same in length.
People come in different shapes,
different sizes and different strength.

You are useful till work is done,
untruth becomes truth for them all.
It is the age of materialistic times.
Simplicity, truthfulness go for a fall.

Money talks at each and every place,
Swearing and fighting is the norm.
Truth seems to be loosing its shine,
As world proves you to be in the wrong.

Are we ordinary people really misfits?
In the materialistic world of today?
Or we are too simple, too truthful too innocent?
discarded by those with money and say?

Times never remain the same you see,
seasons change when change is in the air.
People will also change when it is time,
Why should I fret as God will takes care.

renukakkar 21.6.2014
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