Our actions
Our motives
All boils down to our existence.
Our life
Becomes unsure
When begin to live with lies
That betides inform of comforting
Patching lies.
Our words
Are easy spotted with lies
That ties the knot and unites the dot
As our word is not on the bases of
What we say at every time.
Our action contradicts our words
As lies can be fashioned out
Of every action that we exhume
As our mouth move with the words of lies
Patching lies.
Our motives
The creates the greatest
Machinery upon which lies
Are begotted out of our sense of reasoning
It transcend down to all about patching lies up.
As lie has lost its existence
In all human endeavor
Chasing this and that
In the euphoria of achieving
Something out of life not minding.
If such are gotten
On the lips and subconsciousness of lies
We went head long to make sure
In all ways and means to
Patch up lies to sell it out there.
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