A SWEET BITTER TRUTH

I am a man walking on the earth surface

And having seen the cruelty of my kinds,

My silence and unrelenting vigilance

Have been my shield and guide.

I am always waiting and watching

The world on which I learn to read

The language of all men and write

down the turmoil raging in my mind.

It was a jolt of the sweet bitter truth

That no man is perfect in all things

For the attack came like blue lighting

Striking suddenly in a cloudy night.

My mind was elsewhere, laughing in mirth,

Uncaring as time slowly pass me by

In the middle of handwork, sweet and mild

And then I realize the wrong done to me.

O! Light of the sun, O! Stars of night,

Are you going to silently watch me as I die

In the arms of the world I made my dwelling?

For I am weak and dying from treachery.

The evening's knife has carved away the light

And fatigue will soon lull the body to sleep

So, while I still draw breath and breathe,

I will be patient and hope for the best in life.

THE TRUE TREASURE