Lies
Lies lies lies
Easily and swiftly they flow out
And never will they stop
Until the stoppage of life
Like the blood from the jugular
They have no potency
Rather are they independent
But they spread magnanimously
Like the cancerous cells
Their soothing effects
To the heart of the hearer
Great and not unenjoyable
Like the feeling when you diddle
Lies lies lies
They don't reproduce
But they are reproduced
Like a series of overrunning echoes
They are not scary
Rather are they violent
Yet they kick the heart of the bearer
Like a player hits the ball
You don't love them
But when you hear some
You give a warm welcome
Like to a dishy maiden knocking at
your door
Non-energetic as they are
The carry powerful effects
Inciting disparate reactions
Like a refree's decision
You send them the invitation
Even when they should not come
Because they are easy to come by
Like lipstick paints on ladies' lips
Copyright © Folagbade Abitogun | Year Posted 2014
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