“The rules are simple: they lie to us, we know they're lying, they know we know they're lying, but they keep lying to us, and we keep pretending to believe them.”
― Elena Gorokhova, A Mountain of Crumbs
Lions brawn teeth hair fierce mane
Death silent sentient salient insane
First a scratch on marble, neglected
It widens, all see it, neglect it
Blood oozes pus, we gonna let it
What's a little Fib to evil?
One starts the rise to new levels
Then one again before in shovels
It leaps to hell totally disheveled
2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21
Fibs eat laxity with no laxatives on
34 climbing up to 4-1-8-1
Eyes turn away; what's a little Fib growing?
We'll find a way even when Truth's gone.
Lions brawn teeth hair fierce mane
No courage to face pain to heal game
It's not all false, it's not all bane
So let's pretend everything here is sane
Let's let evil remodel and set its reign
Death silent sentient salient insane
(c) nyonglema
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Waterfalls start slow:
Drops fall on unknowing rock,
The stream grows, the End.
(c) nyonglema
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What tales are you telling your thoughts today?
Walking to face your Facebook feed elated,
Post pictures of you in Adonis' heyday,
And thumbs up fast to keep reality sedated
Motivational merchants pick them to hawk wares
And tell the youth of paths that lead to heaven
Only the trials you bear beset like grizzly bears
When you close your eyes to walk to heaven.
As if ever anything came from being chained down
They offer hope as: "Be yourself", "Keep your booth"
You fight with Science, seek solace on tainted ground
While soaking pillows in salient prayers with solid truth.
(c) nyonglema
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Words from today to stir a new tomorrow from yesterday
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