The Lies

The Lies 9 October 2019 Who do you believe? The eyes that see The ears that hear Or the story been told and read As fast as the bullet And swift as the eyes blink The catapulted mouth haunted The still pristine mind A time to put this all at rest Harbored lies and planted it Each day it grows like flowers Masking in pretty colors Finding a good place in mind To enter metaphorically Questions would shatter The mind-boggling story The tale spit groundless words Aimlessly drifting at the tongue’s mercy Lies out now and how it will die The zephyr of fraud pervades subtly Now it belongs among wisdom’s gift For some time stays a believable lie Metamorphosing into truth A lie becomes another lie