Truth? Truth is but a lie
For it is rarely ever heard.
And life is carved with deceit
With truth as the foundations
of its hold.
When you speak the truth, it
falls upon ears of deaf
So speak with words of falsehood
if you wish yourself to be heard.
Des the poet not create beauty
from the ink?
And is this not a lie in the eyes
of truth?
Perhaps lies are best left to the
imagination.
