Lies

Utterances people could like garments wear, Except that they look the more naked; Voiced ideas their hearers could bear But much like the cruel whip of the wicked, Their glad receivers betray a 'mental slackness And are fetched a thickening darkness. Confidential documents you could file, Save that file jackets would keep laughing at you Quite sure you 'd gone a crazy mile With that which had turned out of the blue. Lies every patience tries And arrives away the Truth flies: Lies are a southern pole to Northern Truth, Never failing to dovetail into its halves; To every man unhelpful like an aching tooth What even a moron hears and violently laughs.