In The Age Of False Tongue - Poem by Leila Samarrai
Stupidity, how many mouths have you fed
And how many masks sweetened!
How many spirits barred with rusty taste.
To know false flattery,
To smell infertile life;
Mirrors to the wolf
Galleys on lies, in trance.
But I know that naked truth is a dressed lie,
Magnificent urge watching the ruins.
In the age of false tongue
Without weapons and prow
I cannot conquer the world with symbols of certainty.
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