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FALSE TRUTH

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On the wake of the morning,
On bent knees submission is my oat,
Yet, the lust the previous night in my heart is churning,
My knees knows this very lie I gingerly toast,

Casually filling up the space,
The lusty look, she assume with her he must stick,
Steadfast in deceit race,
Lies smooth as moves so slick,

Garnished attitude;
Experienced facade,
Seemingly perceived as the great altitude,
Pretence, hypocrites dance to its ballad,

Single moment of Joy,
Comes life’s sweet laurels and diamond,
Yet, not far is the season of breeding thorns,
All false, even life throws it to us.

The woman next door,
Her warmly smile and co-operation,
Yet her secret death toll she wishes you for,
All lies and false the communication,
Battled with the first contents,
Seemingly, they come with ease,
Now we must cover up the contrast
Lies will definitely begat another lie with less ease.

One blackened truth
Affected are thirsty souls, release they plead,
Customarily we have our hearts;
The false existence of a lie? It’s all lies!

In all acceptances, I’ve heard the truth
Consistently I have perceived the truth,
Fault enigmatically hidden in face of truth
All are lies, the truth and the lies!

The lies, false truths,
Imagine the black without a white
The earth is round? The building are squarely shaped,
There is love? False truth!

Masses has right,
Our voices heard make the difference,
Miserably we wait,
Less foolish we have our future in bosom,
The lies are no longer lies but false truth
We wait less, act fast and be fast
Our world of false truth,

Still, a strand of truth saves all False Truth!





                                                      Written and Published By
                                                        Cara Omeh

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