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Feb 2018
Do people
Just really have no ability
to understand... that those Flames that are being fanned
are not just little lies
to stir up those who
they think they despise
yet somehow not realize -
that one way or the other,
if all you have to sell ...
..are lies
then selling out is not success
but I'll toast your bereavement
as an achievement
with whatever my pity ...
as pittance will buy.
Do they not fear
that they'll soon disappear
as the pieces fall away
like paint chips
from
a home
suffering the pain of neglect ... derelict and unloved
lacking
any respect from those
who can no longer  occupy
the inside
with any kind of pride.
   Sad how that happens
once you're forced to rent
what once you owned
so now tell ...me
after you spent...
... all you can spend ... and then can still smell
all the Burning Bridges
you left behind
twisting in the Wind
do you have anything ...left
worth trying to defend
except all those lies
you agreed to sell
Once  you finally realized
that you did sell out
. -the whole lot -
even though
no one ever bought
those lies you were selling !
No One but you... that is ...
and whoever is now occupying that crumbling down,
sadly decaying
dwelling that was once yours
  but is now
all that your "  RIGHT LIES!
about you
have left of you.... For you... to you and with you.

I'll toast your bereavement
as an achievement
with whatever my pity
as pittance will buy.!
Keith W Fletcher
Written by
Keith W Fletcher  63/M/Oklahoma
(63/M/Oklahoma)   
212
   Scorpio
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