Deceitful Deeds
For what is it we find, what is it we feel?
When in the world of men the lie means so much
more than the truth we need to heal
For what burned and poisoned lands lie dormant
in their yields?
When the promises of men stray like wisps of
wind in the valleys and over the fields
For what truth is left to find in a world of deceitful
deeds?
Has man lost his will to drive a stake through evil
when light shows where evil is concealed?
For what is it we need? Has humanity lost its path
because of selfishness and power greed?
Under the bright light of the moon do we choose not
to hear history scream in our coldest darkest dreams?
For what is it you want, do you think it’s the same
as me?
For your children to live a life where the lives they
have are theirs and the dreams they have are free?
Copyright © A Yorkshire Poet | Year Posted 2020
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