GIANT PEN ANTHOLOGY
THE TRUE LIES
We take lies as truth,
While some tormented for their untruth.
Some make it echo with their cry,
Others count it a fable and a lie.
We grudge with those who favor lies,
And rejoice with those with zero lies.
Coated with cloak of light
Darkness at its highest height
Dances of bee at sight of Honey
All was but a jokey puny.
Lies at its purest truth
Truth at its purest ruth.
Fully clothed disgust;
Like the entanglement of August.
An unending sway of sweet lines,
Between laid perfected lies
For the comfort to the naive;
The future has nothing to give.
Yesterday I walked thousand a miles
Without the use of my eyes.
But still I saw the masses bright
They were like ants in their plight
Clustered up to meet a queen’s need,
Whom won’t meet their own need.
We become victims of ignorance,
Forgetting the need for alliance.
They feed us with their truthful lies,
Placing us beneath their influential skies.
I wait patiently for the last day,
When all deeds will get their pay.
We are bought of their truth
And they uprooted us from root.
Our sweat are made sweet
And only within them, they retweet.
They fiddled our brain with sole true lie
And at their mercy alone, there we lie.
TO JOIN GIANT PEN CONTACT
JOSEPH JASEF: 07014061938
MaidenJah: 0703 382 9757
INSPIRATION: 0807 367 0416
587 total views, 4 views today