Lies Have Wings

Lies have wings.

But truth is a tortoise

Ever chasing the rumors let loose by the loose.

And those who would fight lies

seem armed with spitballs and rubber bands.

As much as I've come to understand.

Poisonous myths poison us all

 

Yet old lies become legends

Our story tellers take lies and fashion myths and parables.

If horses could fly, and no one would die,

then the entertainment would be harmless and free

But the cost of grown people telling lies

is too much for me.

Christopher H. Holte