Lie and Truth

Lie and Truth, Truth and lie.

Wicked game we play inside.

Lie and Truth. And beside

Mutilated stuck.

 

Tricky form changes the flow.

Fades the dirt, collects it more.

Digs the hole, where inside

You can hide the fact.

 

Form of blame in the chain.

Cursing, when it's taking gain.

When you lie, try to hide

Eyewater in your smile.

 

Taking rest to restore,

Tongue needs a brand new core.

In the chest hear the call

Of Truth, which makes you warm.

 

Is that old - be only honest,

Featuring the Truth, not lie?

Face to face to deal with brothers.

Leave the masks, and give them fly.

 

Lie is like in poison drowning,

Only cursing you and growing.

Try to choose the purest gold,

What gives the honest word.

allets's picture

I really liked the beginning

I really liked the beginning - images I could see. Later the philosophical dominated and message overwhelmed art - but I like the sentiments expressed and yes, Truth is NOT old. Just harder to see in the forest of lies and deceits. "Eyewater in your smile" is fabulous! ~Star~


 

 

airzonebrook's picture

Thank you for so detailed and

Thank you for so detailed and argumentative answer!