The Lie

True, true, truth…

Do not lie, nor allow the liar to be

How do we measure the value we place on truth

If we the voter, are not outraged

Nor fear the depth of corruption

That often finds its root

Reflected in the snake charmer’s mask

How can a people alter their course

When all who serve are tainted

By the broad stroke of the liar’s brush

“Don’t you know, they all lie”

Comes the politician’s cry

Voters who discern truth from the spoken word

Eventually cannot be deceived

Liars ultimately show themselves

For they just can’t help

But to lie and to lie again


~ paulette thibodeau-baker ~