Not Telling a Lie is Innocence
Not knowing this is Ignorance.
Your honesty is their target
They’ll often forget
That your only choice is the truth
And you don’t play any games
or the drama and the plays
nor the deceitful gestures and the faked affections.
You say it quick,
or you don’t say at all
You always tell the truth
That’s an easy call.
Truth doesn’t creep, twist or squirm
It is just a matter of plumb whim
Innocence is not lost to sex,
but to all the lies you tell
to make up for what you did!
You can lie and cheat a person
but beware of your conscience.
But I’ve been cheated by lies, Yes,
Crushed, buried to a point
where I can no longer figure out
Why Truth and Lie are disparate!
It did take time to crawl back,
get the dust off and give a shot
at writing this prose
with no rhymes but for a reason!