Lost Value of Words
Honesty is a virtue, now preserved for the immortals,
tender trust is used to propel selfish gains,
‘you have my word’ is the oldskool meaning of ‘I’m just joking’.
Comfortably accumulating debt never to be paid,
it’s easier not to commit, but that urge never lets go,
‘I promise you’ is just a temporary gum falsely holding hope.
Action seems heavy, comfort the needed mattress,
calm to please but not so good in duty execution,
“I will” is still used but just to fulfill all righteousness.
Body is the target, the heart is the victim,
a one sided bargain, the winner is the cheat,
“I love you” is the tool to accomplish such theft.
Phrases which once gave the skies colour and the oceans character
are now mere combinations of words under most human’s feet
and then credibility of personalities continues in depletion
while corruption continues to manifest in same words and in action.
Copyright © Funom Makama | Year Posted 2015
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