A Contest

A common thing.

They had a contest as to who
Could lie the most the soonest;
And ended up so much estranged
That there is no cartoonist

Who could sketch out such lunacy
As they, indeed, were living –
For lies obscured their only path
The way to find
Forgiving

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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