The Charlatan
There he presides over an assembly of fools
who drink his every word, the gullible naive
the charlatan was as smart as a fox and as sly as a snake
who feeds on emotions like a vampire to twist and turn all
within his reach.
Wwhat a lovely god he has become
at the height of his power, he made the Force shake
at the edge of his power, they shake not at their knees but in their teeth
waiting for the time to end his reign
the truth is a rejected mistress and admists the lies
the mistress shows up from time to time
and the charlatan drowns her in a torrent of words
she remains a figure behind the noise and the discerning see
the dead boys who still seek justice
the missing child of a disabled mother
the missing funds donated to the poor
the defiant mother and tenebrous daughter
Mister, lady truth seeks behind you heavily like a mist in the cloud
waiting to pour
she will not be killed or destroyed
so she lays heavily on your chest at night
and ages your cheeks and bothers your sleep
you may drown her in deeds and in words
but lady truth waits and unfolds in ebulliently, patiently.
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