A attempt to lie

It did not pinch me when I attempted to lie
It never occurred to mind and raised the question, why?
I had no symptoms of feeling shy
It was desperate but worth try

I was seized with lot of worries
I was unable to live with ease
There was enough of guilt to release
I did not correct myself and allowed the opportunity to miss

Was it going to remain as one time affair?
I did not consider it proper and fair
I knew one day I will be called liar
People may disregard and cut satire

I knew it from the beginning very well
The sky was not going to fall or let loose the hell
I was trying to escape momentary set back
Had I not gone for it, it might have developed some cracks?

I did it because it thought it right
I didn’t want unnecessary fight
I could sense the darkness in light
I knew it was deviation but only slight

“You tell he untruth” if it helps the cause
Not enough truth behind it because
It gives rise to unethical behavior
You can’t act as somebody’s savior

The lie may remain lie and wrong a wrong
You can’t clam credit for it and sing a song
It is not wisdom or show of any intelligence
It is draw back and some sort of negligence

It must bite your conscience and inner thought
At what cost some good result may be brought?
It may sever momentarily some happiness
Your soul may revolt and will not with cleanliness

It varies from person to person
There is no particular reason
You may weigh pro and cons
It is still business of none

You may resent it later on
The battle may be won
The result may also yield
You may feel desertion in field

Not all brave people can perform this feat
It requires some talent to beat
You must be in position to catch on the heat
Your eyes may not be in position to meet

It is game and there is no win
The unrest may be clearly seen
Until you go and accept the guilt
The inner peace can’t be built

Practicise it when you feel it may cause damage
Think of the consequences which you are unable to manage
It has to be one time affair or in exceptional case
It should not be made as practice or thought base

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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