Truth Never Lies in The Dark

Tucked in on a sleepless night,
thinking about the human plight.
How most of us might,
be mastering the art of lying in sight.

Contemplating about the past,
even memories setting aghast.
Times wavering by fast,
Like a magical spell was cast. 

Recalling what was told by mother,
a lie follows a million other.
Iconoclastic generation oblivious of the withers,
without an iota of expressive dither.

Impetuously the truth comes out,
Sparing absolutely no doubt.
Even the best falling about,
Facing the unexpected clout.

The ghastly shadow fades away,
making way for the truth to sway.
All the greed made into hay,
Escapism has lost its way.

Despite of tracing no mark,
the truth never lies in the dark.
The dog days may soon not bark,
But, someone up there continues to hark.