Poem 40

Lies are like a blindfold.
They forbid us from seeing the
truth, from walking to light and love.
We are just there roaming in
the dark for as long as it takes
to find the exit sign
That’s why the night brings out
the worst in people. It invites our
demons out to play but in the
night we know that sunrise will
come again and with lies we
never know if we’ll find the exit sign.

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2 thoughts on “Poem 40

  1. No lies, there is a clear conscience. Your words are wise!

    1. Thank you 😊

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