1. WHY HAS TRUTH DISAPPEARED O! LORD
More invincible than the colossal mountains; virtually impregnable from all sides,
More unfathomable than the blue skies; prevalent in billions of entities transgressing
upon the trajectory of this planet,
More mesmerizing than the voice of the nightingale; illuminating a path of dazzling
optimism in an atmosphere encroached viciously with ominous light,
More transparent than the rays of the heavenly Sun; stringently annihilating the most
minuscule trace of evil forever from this Universe,
Sadly O! Lord why has truth disappeared from earth today; why has its immortal
essence been trampled more indiscriminately than the flies ?
More poignant than the crimson streams of blood in body; irrefutably silencing the
web of salacious lies with the power of its divinely voice,
More cherished than any ornament in the world; not procurable for even the entire
wealth assimilated on the planet,
More unsurpassable than the golden horizons; tenaciously standing tall engulfed with
a blanket of its own convictions,
More grandiloquent than any sight decipherable by the eye; escalating incessantly in a
majestic aura that encompassed the divine,
Sadly O! Lord why has truth disappeared from earth today; why has its immortal
essence been trampled more indiscriminately than the flies ?
More piquant than the profusely salty ocean; fumigating the most inconspicuous trace
of devilish energy; with the celestial antiseptic in its persona,
More persevering than the infinite tons of sweat shed under sweltering winds of the
day; laboring all the way to repay Almighty Creator in the best possible way,
More natural than the wail of a freshly born organism; worshipped by even the most
Omnipotent for its ubiquitously sacrosanct grace,
More passionate than the handsomely amber flames; incarcerating boundless in the
swirl of its innocuous sincerity,
Sadly O! Lord why has truth disappeared from earth today; why has its immortal
essence been trampled more indiscriminately than the flies ?
More straighter than the arrow; embedding the virtue of righteousness even countless
feet beneath soil,
More revered than the footsteps of the amicable mother; holding the most supreme
spot in each heart palpitating under the firmament of sky,
More enchanting than the best of ingratiating perfume; instilling its perpetually
benevolent fragrance in whosoever who even nimbly desired it,
More ancient than even the earth on which we're living on was created; infact the
only treasure with which any palpable entity was born,
Sadly O! Lord why has truth disappeared from earth today; why has its immortal
essence been trampled more indiscriminately than the flies ?
