Pss.62: 4 They only consult to cast him down from his excellency: they delight in lies: they bless with their mouth, but they curse inwardly. Selah.
Secrets Unearthed
When secrets are wrapped
in ribbons and bows
Lies in disguise
as everyone knows.
When a person trusts
The truth in all
The little white package
Will begin your fall.
The fruits of deception
Like a spiders soft web
Is woven deceit
Of a fine flowing ebb.
One can’t discern
A lie from the truth
we’re made to become
an unnatural sleuth.
Not bear false witness
Or so they say.
You walk a frail line
If lies are okay.
I opened the box
Of a living tall tale
A slaughtered love broken
By betrayal’s trail.
I see through the veil
Where mendacity hides
But honesty’s where
True love abides.
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