Lies
I'm not the one, I'm not the only,
Who's been so fooled, was treated thus.
I'm not the one, I'm not the only,
Who's made myself a laughing stock.
I'm not the one, I'm not the only,
Who's been let down - an easy prey to lies.
I'm not the one, I'm not the only
Who's now in trouble - that serves me right.
"Syrup and soothing dope, sure, they can live on hope",
says Ezra Pound, meaning me and many other guys.
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Posted: Dec 2010
About this poem:
It's just the way people usually succumb to lies, knowing they are lies, but nevertheless believing in self-deception.
Comments (5)
With experience as our guide, trust is what allows us to connect one with another. The person who preys on that is the fool.