Dishonesty Poem by Leonard Dabydeen

Look me in the eyes
tell me what you see
dishonesty is like a city of gold
bright on the outside
dark as your shadow inside
twisting your mind
with a knotted heart in blindfold
ask Sir Walter Raleigh
as the story was told
of one lost city called El Dorado
this city of gold
somewhere in a rainforest
where men made leaps and bounds
over the Atlantic
and the Pacific
beyond the Amazon River
until disbelief did not offer mercy
for unaccountable dishonesty
closer to home within oneself
night takes leave as day begins
after you made hurried love
and two untangled hearts
make promises in mindless lust
after a bounty of molten satisfaction
knowing how dishonesty
is fashionable like the search
of a lost city
or like truth crusted in layers of lies.