Fault To Find Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Easy Is fault to find.
Especially when,
A selective memory is involved.
With a denying in participating,
In the putting of the bait...
On a fishing line.
Claiming a bite that ignites excitement.
To then make up a lie.
About something over nothing,
Told to believe that leaves,
Others arguing.
Over something they neither saw to see.
But heard to hear,
From someone loving to fish.
With an ease of doing it without,
Evidence or proof...
Of what they told to tell.
To have it bought and sold that produces...
Nothing but trouble to sell confusion.
Yet will deny providing the bait.