Packet of lies

by on December 15, 2022 :: 0 comments

it is in heaven’s stomach;
you see a glittering that makes your
hope grow beards.

on your head you carried
packets of lies
crossing the hills in the cemetery.

in your pocket, you home a
stranger, offer him a bed to lay in
and steal from the bank of his soul at night.

& you named yourself a synonym for death
but remember, as you chase life it rebels back,
rejecting the offer you offered.

note, loneliness is not an excuse
to stay alive. and remember greed
is a sweat of the devil.

– Mubarek Saed

editors note:

We live as thieves; no excuses. – mh clay

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