Lies

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Lies.

If it’s wrong,
You tell me it is right,
If something’s gone,
You say it likes to hide,

If the world changes,
You tell me it’s still the same,
If there are no survivors,
You say war is to blame,

If someone dies,
You ask their lovers not to cry,
If a flower stops to bloom,
You say it’s because it is wry.

Even as I walk on burning ashes,
I console myself in a sly……..
because if hell weren’t to exist,
Then heaven too must be a lie.

 

By Sumakesh Mishra

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