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 …