Birth of a Lie - Poem
Read anywhere, and that's no lie!
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;
Continued torment of that day,
That day that gave birth,
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