Guilty Poem by Phil Soar

The secrets that we hide
when we lie, stay in the mind
But only in the guilty
as the words lie far behind
Maybe said
but often written down in hidden notes

When it comes to lying
mystery will get the votes
But then
when fraught with guilt
it spews from open mouths
from people who should keep the secret
but are not bound by the same guilt
and so
the hidden word is thrown around for all the world to hear
From whence it came
it still exists
and the guilt is ridden like a bolting horse