1) The New Girl
There was a time when we were young,
When we wielded neither knowledge nor belief.
Knowledge, to form our beliefs;
Beliefs, to convict new knowledge.
It was at this point of time we were truly open to change-
To assimilate, to learn, and to live.
Our mothers spoke of one person then.
Though their words and actions may differ.
That one person that had existed way before them,
And yet that same person that will grow and age with us.
Mother then brought us together in time,
Yet she knew it was still incomplete-
She hope we would one day fully understand
And truly be with that person in deed.
Truth was the name of the person Mother showed us;
She was as young as you and me.
She knew little more than what we understood ourselves,
Yet nothing less than what we could be.
Mother told us to be with her now,
And to never push her away;
We never understood those words, but yet we believed,
And that was how Truth first came to stay.
2) The Estranged Girl
As we grew up, Truth grew with us.
She was filled with grace and maturity.
Truth was exactly what Mother had described,
But then we grew corrupted with envy.
Jealousy- why is she always right:
Why can she tell no lie?
We learnt a little logic from her, last I remember,
Then we lived our separate lives.
No one can be correct all the time,
Mother, what you say is subjective.
For my opinions, now different from yours-
Will put an end to your righteousness, eventually.
Thank you for letting me meet Truth before,
I’ve learnt from her the logic of ways.
This logic leads me to my final conclusion that:
Truth’s no more than another bedtime story today.
And so we disdained her for whom she is-
We claimed her to be a fraud.
We tell each other that she didn’t exist,
And hence to other women we sought.
A life without her, it was bloody fun;
That was the true way of life to live
Yet little did we know that even at this point of time
Truth herself was trailing behind closely.
Some of us liked this way of life:
The here and now, so we say.
The practicality of things and emotions evoked within-
So appealing, we don’t want to change our ways.
Yet many felt that even this was incomplete,
There ought to be a reason to explain.
For there is an explanation for everything to be-
There’s a logic for everything today.
3) The Misunderstood Girl
We grew a little more with education,
And we slowly turned back to err.
It dawned upon us that eternal facts and truth
Held a meaning far greater than what the world could offer.
Science indeed seeks out the truth in life logically,
That’s why all true scientific facts can be explained-
Truth is simple and logical, actually;
It’s the stupidity of the world to disdain.
Once again, we seek back for her;
It’s time to correct the errors we made through time.
We have grown up today and matured a little more,
We have experienced the mundanity of life.
Mother was wise in bringing her to us,
We’re sorry for what we had been-
Then we denounce our ways completely today,
And promised never to go back to sin.
Now that we have found Truth once again,
Yet there is a subtle difference in her.
Truth suddenly felt bitter and emotionless,
She was no longer that innocent girl.
There were times she seemed self conflicting-
Other times she showed disdain;
Then perhaps it’s just us to reason half the equation
And logically assume that’s truly her again.
4) The True Girl
Truth had never left us part.
She had been with us since the beginning:
When we were children- believing, within the materialistic,
Charged with emotions, or logically disdaining.
She’s actually a balance in life,
And that was what mother tried to make understand:
That only the integration of all aspects of life,
Can we live our True selves in sacrosanct.
