What Lies Are For

You know what lies are for.

They dig graves in eyes and tongues

to bury trust in plain view.

They are spoon fed until

their poison tastes like sugar coat.

A rat boiled in honey tastes sweet.

Weary them…Weary them…

until the body can’t protest,

and voices drown in the noise.

Freedom no longer has a Wikipedia page

or a definition in Webster…

You don’t know what you have until it’s gone.

You know what lies are for.

They dig graves in eyes and tongues

so weary can’t transform outrage into resist.

©Susie Clevenger 2018

Real Toads ~ The Tuesday Platform