Acceptance.

Truth? No, you better not realise it.
It is always better to be sedated by a lie .
Lie should broadcast itself and a truth should die.
Isn’t that the way of the world?

It’s comfortable to have an arrow on the back
Than a pin straight into the heart.
They say it on your back so it wouldn’t hurt
A direct blow is always the most bitter
Isn’t that the way of the world?

Await peace, you get a disaster.
Plead for love, you get hatred.
Stand for truth all you get is being mocked at.
Mould yourself honest you get gifted with humiliation
Isn’t that the way of the world?

Wonder how they called it a colourful world.
All I see are two colours- Black and white.
All I find are two colours-cruelty and hatred.
Where are all the colours hidden?
Is it a blindfold on my eyes that covers?
Is the sun shining too bright
That it hides all the colours?
Or is it the darkness that prevails
And shallows all the colours?

Let it all be the way it is.
For a change is never acceptable.