End the Lies


Smut, cut, lucrative but
Bland, fanned, volatile and
Spread, read, painfully said
I can’t, you chant, it grows like a plant
Increase, decrease, and kill it please

Shunt, progress, lucratively blunt
Knife, life, the one that killed his wife
The smut, it cut, through his heart, but
He hand not right to hit the light and
Destroy one that would help generate life

The scandal spread like a weed
It caused a man’s heart to bleed
The solution, it seemed, murder to breed
While the smut let the hate feed
As he sat and watched his wife bleed

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