Lies Poem by Elizabeth U. Adams

What exactly is a lie?
And who exactly do we lie to?
A lie is supposedly something hurtful
And anyone can lie to you

Yet it seems almost obvious
That we can never tell the truth
It's almost like a career
Like those guys who work the sales booth

They lie right between their teeth
And they can actually look you in the eye
And say what they want
Without ever sounding sly

Is it really that easy to do?
Can it really be done so fast?
Well I believe it is easy
If it doesn't leave a blast

Lying is an art
One that is easy to nurture
It is suppose to eat at your concious
It's suppose to be torture

But that's only if you lie
To someone you don't really know
But what if you lie to someone
And they took it as a blow

I mean, for instance, your best friend
Someone who is always there
Who always tries to protect you
No matter what burdens you bear

I mean, is it wrong if you lie to her?
Without a reason of ever doing so?
Or is the fact that you are trying to protect yourself
Good enough reason to just let it go?

I don't know what it is
But now I'm starting to think
Since now it's confirmed that you have done it before
Will you do it again? Lying to me without so much as a wink or a blink?

I hold you in such high esteem
I look out for you no matter what
So a little advice to keep our friendship intact
Next time you want to lie to me, Just keep your mouth SHUT!

(July 26,2004)