Post Truth
Days are passing by
Enveloped in a dense fog
The light of clarity
Failing to reach ground
Whenever it tries
What’s truth and what’s lies
Who’s real and who’s fake
Whatever is served is a cocktail
Of half truths
No one seems to know anything
Though they claim from rooftops
To know it
Entirely
I for myself have given up the confounding search
Not worth the effort
When most are content at swallowing
Whatever they are fed with
And I welcome the new year
Though I know it won’t be any different
Than the year before it
Hope is foolish
And foolish are those who hope
Knowing it
©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar
Maybe and maybe not, off to a good start 🙂
Hahaha. Thanks Eileen
Not having hope is so sad
I know. But sometimes these kind of thoughts do come my mind. Can’t help with whatever is happening around us.
I know 🥲