Of Truth

We are searchers of truth, to the noon,
Friends and fiends alike search for it.
It is our own reflection that inspires others,
One longs for escape and murder.

The murder is a poetic expression, so promise
Me you inspire me, with your personal strength;
Just as heads are rolled, the hearts of godliness
Emerge from the dark, the depths of Hell.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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