I was the world’s greatest liar till yesterday...
But I decided to speak the truth, only for today...
You all know what a tough task it is...
Especially for a man who is not used to doing this!
That day I saw a dark man, pick another man’s pocket...
He was caught in the act and there followed a racket...
Then the police officials arrived at the scene...
And asked, "Is there anyone by whom the act was seen?"
I had to speak the truth, so I raised my hand...
The cop walked up to me in a manner that was grand...
"Was the culprit this man whom you see?"
"Yes, sir. It was he!"
He was arrested without further interrogation...
But not before the culprit gave a mean stare in my direction...
The next day I went to the park to relax a bit...
And there looming before me was the angry culprit!
With all his power he punched my nose...
And my blood rushed out like water from a hose...
I groaned with pain and fell flat on the ground...
And he pounced on me like a hungry hound!
He beat me until he got tired...
And then pointed a pistol at me and fired...
Instantly, I went up to god in heaven...
And learnt that this had been my birth number seven...
"But, Lord! I still have a doubt!"
"Yes, my dear son! What is it about?"
"I had decided to speak the truth yesterday..."
"Then why was I brutally killed today?"
God replied, "Truth is a virtue only if practiced everyday…"
"You died because you spoke it only for a day…!"
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3 comments:
nice poem....but the climax could have been made more funny than 'philosophical'...
Rating : 3/5 [:)]
nice one ram...ummm....but wat's the point :P....at least he decided to speak the truth tht day...unlike you or me....:P....keep rocking man!!!
dude this poem is cool.. but whats up with u and heaven man??seeking retribution badly for some horrifyin lies s it???hahaha
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