If

If truth would know

What truth looks like

Would truth not want to

Dress like a lie?

If life ever saw

The grime on its face

Would it not seek comfort

In death's embrace?

If light knew it's lost

And the darkness infinite

Would it not hide

In the corners of a night?

If I knew myself

And you could see you

Would you not hate me

As I would hate you...

An ignorant slave

To life's delights

I hold on to my wrongs

And name them right.

~Saba