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The Truth I Also a Lie

The truth is also a lie .

Falling through, 
an infinite pit of lies.
Absorbed into the, 
brightness of its, 
dark soul 
Tearing through the, 
the strings of hope, 
that we clutched to 

Darker it gets, 
flinging us further, 
away from the truth. 
We breathe in lies, 
because,
 we ran out of truth .
They keep resounding, 
their emptiness in ,
our eyes
And lose the speck of hope, 
in our hearts 

The sun, 
set never to rise again.
 Behind it's shadows, 
we lie to rely on lies, 
fed to us by, 
the cupidity of superiority 
We are blinded, 
by the brightness, 
of the darkness,
the lies reflect 

We keep falling, 
for lies, 
because we forget, 
we are the bottom, 
of the pit. 
The truth is shadowed, 
by the fear, 
that encroaches, 
on our courage 

We now mourn, 
the acrimonies of, 
the solemn lies deeper, 
than the truth left, 
in forlon hope, 
because, 
we look up to the lies. 

                                                 #Fred Ecabeth

Copyright © Fred Ssenyondwa | Year Posted 2021



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Color Is But An Identity

color is
but an identity
torn between seasons
 of potential similarities
the darkness of my skin
does not define
the tone of my heart

Lies tell the truth
yet
the truth tells lies
the confusion I held
was the clarity 
I had overlooked
yet it lay before me
as bright
as the darkness
that befell my fate 

If you knew 
that we both have
blood running through
our veins
yet yours is pumped by fury
which to you
reflects the gold in it
and sees
 the coal in my own

I may be dark skinned
but my heart
is as white as your skin colour
I am as different
as similar to you

Then why taunt
the innocence of 
my appearence
why
press against the silence
of my soul
through the negligence
of my innocence
you have found
the decency of my frailties

Anywhere
is my somewhere
because
you turned home
into a grail of tears
you made me solemn to sears
I had dreams
but you
made them numb
they succumb to
the recklessness 
of your fury

                                                  FRED ECABETH

Copyright © Fred Ssenyondwa | Year Posted 2021


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