Hurled , a poem by Reginold Ajay Jacob, India

Don't you ever think,

The Sun has gone to sleep,

It is shining on the other side,

Don't you ever weep?

Don't believe every word,

So many of them are lies,

Wise men never falter,

When it comes to lies.

If they say the sun is switched off

Would you ever believe,

Hear not every fable,

Lest you be deceived.

Do not question, the facts,

Facts are facts you know,

Ask me no questions,

Let me just go.

Note:- This poem surely deserves note as it talks about blame game that people often play. Every lie ultimately lies flat on the ground yet it causes a lot of hurt till the time it flies as pestilence on those at whom it is hurled.

Poet:- Reginald Ajay Jacob © 21/May /2018