What would we be, he asked
without this tool of tools?
The freedom to be masked
it does extend to fools.
I like your hair that way,
this soup is simply great.
What do you mean, I'm gay?
I say 'No Worries, Mate'.
A lie is like a child,
a sheer necessity.
Preposterous or mild,
I'll tell you honestly.
What would we do without
the power of deceit?
It's never just about
the challenges we meet.
Society would end
without those ready lies,
but, if you are my friend
a different rule applies.
Are you the one to trust,
to keep my back from harm?
I'm certain that you must
have more than just plain charm.
Herbert, the rules do/should change in friendships, or at least honest friendships. Your poem reminds me of my favorite quote: ' It is not our abilities that determine who we are...it is our choices.' A friend who chooses deciet, has shown ones true colours. Thanks for sharing,
The rhyme makes the poem sound 'deceptively' jolly, Herbs! As to the message, you must know that it's not as black and white as this! ! How are you today anyway, Herbs? Love, Gina.
This world is built on deceit, you cannot find that not in the world. And thing you asked for is rearly unrealistic. Though, you get someone who will love all for who you are not what you have but... I am very sure it's not a femine. Keep on searching, you'll get one before you pass to the world above. Ha ha ha!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
As the little German in Laugh In would pop up and say, 'verrrrry interesting! '