WHY HAS TRUTH DISAPPEARED O!

LORD
More invincible than the colossal mountains; virtually
impregnable from all sides,
More unfathomable than the blue skies; prevalent in billions of
entities transgressing upon the trajectory of this planet,
More mesmerizing than the voice of the nightingale; illuminating
a path of dazzling optimism in an atmosphere encroached
viciously with ominous light,
More transparent than the rays of the heavenly Sun; stringently
annihilating the most minuscule trace of evil forever from this
Universe,
Sadly O! Lord why has truth disappeared from earth today; why
has its immortal essence been trampled more indiscriminately
than the flies ?
More poignant than the crimson streams of blood in body;
irrefutably silencing the web of salacious lies with the power of
its divinely voice,
More cherished than any ornament in the world; not procurable
for even the entire wealth assimilated on the planet,
More unsurpassable than the golden horizons; tenaciously
standing tall engulfed with a blanket of its own convictions,
More grandiloquent than any sight decipherable by the eye;
escalating incessantly in a majestic aura that encompassed the
divine,
Sadly O! Lord why has truth disappeared from earth today; why
has its immortal essence been trampled more indiscriminately
than the flies ?
More piquant than the profusely salty ocean; fumigating the
most inconspicuous trace of devilish energy; with the celestial
antiseptic in its persona,
More persevering than the infinite tons of sweat shed under
sweltering winds of the day; laboring all the way to repay
Almighty Creator in the best possible way,
More natural than the wail of a freshly born organism;
worshipped by even the most Omnipotent for its ubiquitously
sacrosanct grace,
More passionate than the handsomely amber flames;
incarcerating boundless in the swirl of its innocuous sincerity,

Sadly O! Lord why has truth disappeared from earth today; why
has its immortal essence been trampled more indiscriminately
than the flies ?
More straighter than the arrow; embedding the virtue of
righteousness even countless feet beneath soil,
More revered than the footsteps of the amicable mother; holding
the most supreme spot in each heart palpitating under the
firmament of sky,
More enchanting than the best of ingratiating perfume; instilling
its perpetually benevolent fragrance in whosoever who even
nimbly desired it,
More ancient than even the earth on which we're living on was
created; infact the only treasure with which any palpable entity
was born,
Sadly O! Lord why has truth disappeared from earth today; why
has its immortal essence been trampled more indiscriminately
than the flies ?