When They Were First Freshly Created Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

The only time people seem capable,
Of admitting a truth they seldom refuse to do...
Is when they have run out of others to use,
With a blaming to claim them to be...
The reason they had to defend themselves,
With new excuses and alibis made...
To keep an innocence accepted as believable!

'Finally they have arrived to value truth.
It is never too late for anyone to find the 'light'! '

They had to do something.
There was no one left they could rely upon to lie on.
And the only reason they came forward,
With the telling of the truth 'this' time...
Is that they could not remember which lie they used,
That was told and on who or when it was done to tell...
To keep as effective as when they were first freshly created.

'Oh?
So this had nothing to do with finding the light? '

I doubt it.
I think it had a lot to do with a discovery,
Of an intense heat that made them sweat.
And it wasn't from heaven sent!