Slander 1982
Speak we of our character lost
Effect of slanders wicked cost
Aimed as a weapon to fire
Puts reputation on burning pyre
Careful planting the malevolent word
Pretending to wish it hadn't been heard
Within the confines of inevitable fate
Rarely give the dice a fair shake
Loaded meaning are there to be found
Casting unknowing victims to ground
Caught in the fire is the unwary
Who know naught that the intent to bury
Alas the attempt to defend ones self
Does nothing but reinforce such stealth
It is better for the one who has bled
To leave his ranting and raving unsaid
For only time can heal the wound
When malignant speech comes to tomb
Time unfolds the tales told
Even be they glib lies bold
So rest comes easy naught
To the one who's lies have bought
His friends and world eventually
Won't be blind but certainly see
That actually to reverse was true
That he was wicked but not you
COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller
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