Birth of a Lie - Poem

 

It starts with two, as all things do

But from one heart, one soul, one mind

Its mother is desire, its father denial


It starts out small; and don't they all?

A quiet little secret hidden in the dark

Never meant for eyes to see or ears to hear


And Then. . .


It starts to sprout, and word gets out

Wondering, now what to do,

Create another, a twin brother?


Praying that this fix will do.

Then discover, they've conspired with each other

Now it’s growing out of control


Panic creeps in, what can I do!?

Create one more, then three, then four?

Each one larger than the one before


Watch now, and wait in fear

Know that the end is near

For its grown larger, its voice louder


What once seemed small and innocent

Hardly, really, anything

Now looms as darkness overhead


What’s been done has born great pain,

Growing sorrow and regret;

The mind never at rest.


Continued torment of that day,

That day that gave birth,

To such a tiny lie


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KristenGrace 6 years ago from Philadelphia, PA

Greeeat idea for a poem. Oh-so-true.


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miss_jkim 6 years ago Author

Thank you for your comment. Yes, those lies do nothing but grow and multiply until you have a monster of a mess.

You can't take it back or make it better and suddenly you realize there are a lot of hurt people.

A lie, is never a good thing.


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Seafarer Mama 6 years ago from New England

So true. It destroys trust and integrity.

Great poem that flows very well. A pleasure to read, though about so grave a subject. Well done!


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miss_jkim 6 years ago Author

Thank you Seafarer Mama, for your comment.

Lies are so easy to tell, so hard to keep secret, and so strong at distroying the lives of all they touch.


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ii3rittles 5 years ago

I loved it :) great poem! Lies grow like flames on gasoline... One always leads to two, then three, and so on.


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miss_jkim 5 years ago Author

It does indeed, ii3rittles.

Thanks for reading and commenting.

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