...cold,habit forming grip of deceit.

At first sight, deceit seemed harmless

and made such enticing promises,

promises without any repercussions.

Harmless, rewarding and pleasing

what more could a man desire.

When the sun went down on desire

deceit revealed its darkness

and the cold habit forming grip

from which there is no escape.

The most insidious encroachment

deceit has in store is the devastating

effects of deceiving oneself.

When realisation comes

the blow is unbearable

the guilt unrelenting

you can’t go on

you can’t go back

life becomes unbearable

and death beckons

as the only escape

but the promise death makes

is the ultimate deceit

for you will not rest in peace

as there is no peace unto the wicked

neither in life nor in death.