I work in a rather toxic environment for me when it come to lies. Sometimes I get so tired that I try to bury the tools I was taught at a young age learning NLP. My mentor thought I was a natural, but I was not equiped to handle the transparancy. I have tried to bury these things I learned, but they surface because they are a part of me. We cannot reboot or reformat ourselves, we can only try to dilute the bad with the good...or the undesirable with the desirable.
and post notes and photos about your poem.
Why has lying has become such a part of our speech
There are no lies that can be washed away with bleach
Does anyone care when someone lies
We have become numb to these I cry
I fear all of those who lie have fallen beyond our reach
Where does one draw this line with freedom of speech
Those who believe they are lying for a reason
For them telling lies is like some kind of season
I have tried to explain these things not to preach
Is there someone among us who can still teach
We need to stop this lying like a reflux
It's a tragedy in our speech that sucks
Edward J Ebbs
Written for just because...