Few gain from judges who rake truth's fallen leaves.
Packaging the evidence in thin brown paper bags.
Now left on the side of the road till collected and towed.
Used for planting truths that will be raked once more.
Never sprouting what all of them hide beneath their deceitful skin.
They walk this earth spreading lie's disease to all seedlings near.
No growth is made.
Until truth stops the process for those who may one day be saved.
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STAI LEGGENDO
Dizzy to the Point of Exhaustion
PoesiaPoems. I know. I am incredibly deep and see meaning in everything. Jokes. Hopefully this doesn't suck. warning: some of these poems definitely kinda suck... oops! #881 in poetry March 4th, 2017👀 #463 in poetry March 9th, 2017😮 #348 in poetry Ma...