By
Noel Ihebuzor
when lies triumph over truth
& cheap trumps deep,
when shallow heels profound,
& cats are at the mercy of gropers
flee, my daughter, flee
fly, my daughter
the why of the lie
festers in the lair where lies the liar,
fast lips & slimy tongue crowding
the loud unrepentant mouth
when right is treated with levity,
& superficial is spun as profound,
noise drowns intellect,
asinine equations mistake
rectum for rectitude
lying tongues lie
in wait for the unwary
with syrups that dull-drowse
but rouse slippery rodents
of fear, hate, disdain of the other
Reflections 
Well said.
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