Lies

Rising flames and fire,

in hearts filled with lies and desire.

Wanting more than he ever needs,

man suffers from his own deeds.

Still as water is the innocent’s eye,

wondering why he has to cry,

why does god watch him die,

isn’t god just a big fat lie.

Winds of storm breach his mind,

he has to kill and be unkind.

A soldier’s fate never his own,

as lies are made to capture the throne.

Harsh as earth the world has been,

for the kid who has never seen.

Thirsting for sight he begs and cries

to the preachers who sell lies.

These tales can never be old,

as long as lies are sold.

Reviews

[Desiree O'Neal]

wow this is really amazing.

[Malvika]

Still as water is the innocent’s eye,
wondering why he has to cry.
These tales can never be old,
as long as lies are sold.
My fav lines.
I loved this poem thoroughly.you have done a great job,you have presented the subject beautifully.

[Naval Tharun]

Thank you! Glad that you loved it

[Voice Crowe]

Very thought provoking. You do really well with deeper subjects.