The moment of truth never reveals itself
Until repentance and contrition strike the core
It evades all layers of thoughts, words, deeds and actions
It lingers on but lay dormant in the depth of our subconsciousness
The moment of truth never reveals itself
Until a leson is truly learnt and experience put to good use
It evades all sense of animosity, malice, pretenders and hypocrites
It lingers on and creeps in to serve the call for justice
Oh the blessings of knowing
The truth from the lies
The real from the fake
Truth is the real blessing
Wisdom in disguise …