Conception of Deception
Silence is the safehouse of the most sincere lies
just as teardrops sweetly sleep in our eyes.
When we tell the truth with a bad intention...
we become the custodian of an evil invention.
A half-truth is a complete package of lies...
even truthful fools often appear to be wise.
A naked truth is safe, sound and sacred
but a fully robed lie hides hurt and hatred.
The conception of deception is not difficult...
yes, false foundations will one day somersault.
The intention of a liar may be honourable
but the tools of his action makes them culpable.
Politicians polish lies and call it civil right;
magicians make darkness brighter than light.
Pains may force an innocent man to lie;
no pain or pressure can force the truth to die
We are those things we always try to hide;
the works which in dark minds we confide.
Mortals are not what they think they are
just as celestial distance shrinks a star.
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