by Lajos Becsi

Created on: April 18, 2010

LIAR’S LAMENT

I know:

In all I write and say I bend the truth.

I see

So far she always lies beyond my reach.

I find

It is my fear that stops me trust reality,

Her face,

So stern and threatening, so ugly leering

At my

Hope to find my peace in her horrendous purity!

 Will I

One day find strength to speak my mind

Without

The surety that candour hurts. Oh woe is me!

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