Truth is a fearful friend
It drives away all of your closer friends-
Your dear family, your friends so dear, your friends of past, present and even future
You turn into a solitary reaper
'as solitary as that of a savage.'
Harvesting your own crops-
ploughing, digging, collecting, gathering with the same hands
day and night
morning and evening
waking and sleeping.
'Every decent man of our age must be a coward and a slave.
That is his normal condition.'
11:48pm, Mon 19 11 12
Drafted @ Central Library
Edited @Lalbagh
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