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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