The Truth

It is like a sword,
Made from one word.
People who can't bear it,
They shouldn't hear it.
Never mix sweetness of lie with it,
It is very tasty, if you are true.
There is nothing more,
To add with the truth.
Truth never lose;
It just takes a step back...
But remember,
When it comes with the ultimate strength,
Death of false occurs.

Mayank Khant
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