For the lands of liars
A deceptive trick has been
Installed, forming a wire
To connect the foolery
And the wisdom, but what?
What and who instigates tricks
To delve into the unknown?
My living is for them to understand
A little knowledge, violent strokes
Of luck.
But the truth hurts and I turn
To those in honest circles
In order to consider them
And the friendships to be made.
My wise nature is exemplary
For the hours and days,
Yet special knowledge has
Been attained due to a
Whole understanding that some
Have argued with their souls
To teach.
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