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Published: 2008-08-06 05:25:17 +0000 UTC; Views: 158; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 3
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A LIE IS A WEEDA lie
Can start with a seed
It grows to a weed
That tangles everything in sight
Even a lie
Said for love
For justice
For some noble cause…
It’s still a weed
A lie is a lie
Dead is dead
Whether it’s legal
As a war
Finished in vengeance
Or signed in a contract
There may very well
Be more lies
Than truths
If that’s so
Then it makes sense that we
(allegedly)
Value the truth more.
What is the instinct
That makes us know
That the truth is the rose
And the lie is the weed?
Are we born with this innate instinct?
Or does it come to us
Once we’ve seen a specific amount
Of the world?
The search for the truth
Can be more beautiful
Than the actual discovery of it…
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Comments: 7
faredmllm [2010-07-12 19:13:52 +0000 UTC]
very well said.
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Truth to be told
All over the world
Makes the sun shine
the skies bright
And my soul will fly high
....>>>>>>>>>.
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fiction-freak [2008-08-08 12:12:50 +0000 UTC]
One word and you just contradicted your whole poem!
And what an awsome poem it is!
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mistsofavalon4ever In reply to fiction-freak [2008-08-12 19:19:25 +0000 UTC]
Yes one word changes a lot of things, lol
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