Tuesday, November 28, 2017

the holes become a fall


Too many lies
Even a right will not score
The holes become a fall
Once the rain come along

The tales never end
A story runs out of connection
Yet the stories will be told
By different liars different locations

It is sad really
When monies become a fortress
Covering it high up to the sky
Reality is functioning in the mind

Too many lies
Culprits still walk free
The agencies still talking
The holes become a fall


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