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Shreya Thatai

To Truth

You
You wretched, idiotic rascal
With your fickle ways
Flitting from person to person
Why must you wriggle next to my latest playmate?
Yet, in the dead of night, like a ghostly apparition
Steal from the beds of the ones I cherish most?
You temperamental, unpredictable, whimsical, yo-yo
Can you not attempt to remain adamant in even one venture?
For I, who came into our relationship unbiased
Can you not even grant a single favor?
One lie, one hesitation and you abscond
Where do you go? You take years to return
And all the while I wonder
Why do I despise you?
Why must you plague me so?
Maybe it is because I do not know you very well
So tell me. Who are you?
What is your poison?
Stop
Please stop
I do not want to know
Why must you always snatch him away?
There is no point
No point at all
I hope you reap the benefits now
For not soon before long, I won’t ever invite you back.

[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2013 EDITION]