SONNET 509
By JH Sayyar
Truth tree grows in soul evergreen
Lie plant is planted in a dark mind
Trust takes no rust as I have seen!!
Lust angels to us dear never be kind
People make lie for wealth and sex
The worst after death grave epitaph
It barks at you ever its name is Rex
Sits at your grave, big like seraph!
Truth for every child is a birth gift
Truth is light in the darkest night!
When truth mixes in lie makes rift
Lie makes a holy day full of fright;
Those who think truth, find in soul
Good angels do sing God’s Carole
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