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Byron Twain
Brenton
Dexter
Jeanne Dininni
Shilpa KarhikLiar! Liar!
August 18th 2008 08:00
They open their mouth and the words spill out
This time they will whisper, that time they will shout
But all share a common, insidious feature
That indeed is a hallmark of the human creature
That between the tale and reality
There's an indiscretion for us to see.
So why this curious ill intent
So many have; to misrepresent?
Well the reasons are as varied a thing
As the gaping mouths from which they spring
Perhaps they lie for they intend
To avoid words that may offend
When asked for truth we often find
A friendly fib is much more kind
Other times the truth may seem a bit
To a few; Inadequate
They feel as though the facts are boring
Enough to set people snoring
So these folk may take to mention
Untruths to claim our attention
Feeling that it’s simply fine
To gloss truth with a truthless shine
This fabrication may also stem
From how THEY think WE see THEM
Unless they fill their words with puff
They fear they may not appear enough
Some though filled with intent and malice
Use lies to poison every chalice
These evil social engineers
Exploit our very hopes and fears
Their actions are driven on the wholes
By reaching certain aims and goals
Which are so worthy – they’re believing –
It justifies this dark deceiving.
Some lies are told in the situation
Where truth would lead to devastation
And lies will let the danger pass
Where truth is a rock in a house of glass
Of every lie in every nation
There’s every kind of motivation
For peddling lies to me and you
Beyond comprehension; and that is true.
This time they will whisper, that time they will shout
But all share a common, insidious feature
That indeed is a hallmark of the human creature
That between the tale and reality
There's an indiscretion for us to see.
So why this curious ill intent
So many have; to misrepresent?
Well the reasons are as varied a thing
As the gaping mouths from which they spring
Perhaps they lie for they intend
To avoid words that may offend
When asked for truth we often find
A friendly fib is much more kind
Other times the truth may seem a bit
To a few; Inadequate
They feel as though the facts are boring
Enough to set people snoring
So these folk may take to mention
Untruths to claim our attention
Feeling that it’s simply fine
To gloss truth with a truthless shine
This fabrication may also stem
From how THEY think WE see THEM
Unless they fill their words with puff
They fear they may not appear enough
Some though filled with intent and malice
Use lies to poison every chalice
These evil social engineers
Exploit our very hopes and fears
Their actions are driven on the wholes
By reaching certain aims and goals
Which are so worthy – they’re believing –
It justifies this dark deceiving.
Some lies are told in the situation
Where truth would lead to devastation
And lies will let the danger pass
Where truth is a rock in a house of glass
Of every lie in every nation
There’s every kind of motivation
For peddling lies to me and you
Beyond comprehension; and that is true.
Brenton Clutterbuck.
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