CONTROL YOUR FATE
Telling the truth, that would be keen;
Distorting the facts, now that's mean.
Your whole life, one big myth;
If sworn to testify, you would plead the fifth.
Being honest, you could never be;
For you are blind, being true you could never see.
You woud be bitten, if a fib was a snake;
Death by a viper, that would be your fate.
Your lips say one thing, but reality is in the eyes;
In the end, karma will catch up to your lies.