They grew to tell and sell sold lies.
With a doing not to realize,
What they had accepted to easily do...
As their lies told to tell continued,
To leave others accused and abused...
Would someday no longer appeal to amuse,
Those deceived and seeking payback.
'It's so difficult these days,
To live without being betrayed.
And having that feeling with it to stay.'
~By...
Who? Or should I say 'whom? '
Was it done by those you once trusted?
You know these days 'have' changed.
Maybe it was a game you played so well,
That the ones you picked to be fools...
Were actually using you.
Which ones do you believe are displaying betrayal,
More effectively? ~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem