I have heard many times, <br />Of my elders speaking this, <br />Speak truth even ye commit crimes, <br />And please God by doing this, <br />If the truth you always speak, <br />Your head will he high like a peak. <br /> <br />The most senior in saints of all, <br />And Abdul Qadir was his name, <br />Advised his mother telling not lies at all, <br />And obedient son did the same, <br />Before the robbers the truth he quoth, <br />Its result, to mend they took oath. <br /> <br /> <br />No doubt speaking the truth is hard, <br />Like the steam from the water, <br />But hearing the truth is too much hard, <br />Like from steam being water, <br />I be hardly recognized by thee, <br />My mostly friends are against me. <br /> <br />That he be happy like skylark, <br />On muddy ground does never land, <br />Reaching his nest before being dark, <br />So never he falls on the sand, <br />And can soar does where he desire, <br />No stain is there on his attire. <br /> <br />For a truth many lies be told, <br />Like the sun by clouds hidden, <br />And as smuggling the precious gold, <br />But, miraj ends at all of sudden, <br />When curtain removes from the sin, <br />The truth will certainly win.<br /><br />Mohammad Muzzammil<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-speaking-the-truth/
