Fortune or famine

A piece about dishonest men

What fortune has the dishonest man
Who wraps himself in warm deceit
Who tells himself ambition lies
In feeding on what others reap
He casts a shadow in the glow
Of vibrant hearts and open minds
To drag the waters of the deep
Intent on keeping what he finds
For though he breaths in quiet sighs
Believing all his secrets kept
The vigilant see through his guise
To all the tears his victims wept
Dishonest men fear not the light
Convinced their sins have gone unseen
But truth unveils and rends the souls
of those who prey on others dreams

Author's Note

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