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A Hat's Whisper of Truth

The hat falling from my head to foot, Says to me, "You always speak the truth." In this era of the dark Kaliyug, Where minds are caught in a shadowy tug, Doing the deeds that are clearly unjust, God warns, "Your soul gathers layers of dust." The sins of man, in greed and pride, Turn the pure soul dark inside. Then it's sent to suffer in hell, To cleanse through pain — the punishment spell.

But even in fire, hope does not die, A single prayer, a heartfelt cry — Can break the chains and free the flame, That whispers softly God's own name. For truth and light still hold their grace, In every heart, there is a place, Where dharma sleeps but is not dead, It wakes in those by virtue led.

So wear your hat, walk proud and true, Let good deeds shine in all you do. And in this world so lost and grim, Be the light that leads to Him.