TRUTH ABOUT LIES

You hate them, Yet you tell them You won’t  buy them, Yet you sell them. Sometimes even You decide to buy Instead with truth, You  settle with a lie. Why do You do it? What’s there to protect? Trying to leave an impression? Or to gain false respect? If You get busted Truth can be dusted…

BEAUTY OF THE BEAST

I starred at myself, Then I looked in the mirror. I saw nothing but bones covered with flesh, Covered with soft pale skin. But then how soft it really is, Or as a matter of fact How soft am I? Day in and day out, I see people die, They kill each other, No fear, no…