Dishonesty
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So... Which One Are You Really From ?
By This I Mean... “ Where “...
Do You Think That You BELONG... ?!!!?
In A Home of WEALTHY Heirs...
Or A Home That's Seen As STRONG... !!!
Why does it hurt so much?
The words that fled your mouth
into my ears
still linger in my brain.
And the promises you made,
the hope you fed me
and the lies I gobbled up,
gullible child I am,
Where is what he fought and died for?
“Who?” I hear you asking.
Dedan Kimathi! The man we love to forget.
The man who turns in his unmarked grave every day,
The man screaming in his grave right now at our betrayal!
I am drowning in tribulations yet I laugh.
I laugh at you, I laugh at me.
I laugh at all of us whose lives are tough.
He watches us with much glee,
Seeing how he fooled us once more.
Nightfall is honest,
For when the dawn comes,
the sun awakens,
I too.
The truth dies with rising gold,
a new lie spun for all's eyes.
We have mislead opinions of ambition
and incorrect assumptions of it's fastidiousness
which are deposited into misspelled texts
and sent to those who seek pleasure
in the business of life
When I was five years old,
I believed the fairytales;
Prince Charming would come save me,
and love could never fail.
I thought that every bad guy
would be easy to see.
why do I write? I don't, not here anyways.
I don't write on this site because it's a bit of a scam.
Torn, tattered, tantalized;
Illuminating darkness fills your eyes.
Emotion fueled from burning lies,
The truth covered with a convincing disguise
