Lies Poem by Randy McClave

The first lie that you tell
It was created by the Devil in hell,
He is the author of every lie ever spoken
When truths are broken.
Whenever you believe in an untruth
You are biting into the rotten fruit,
Then out from your mouth will come lies
The Devils greatest prize.
When your lies causes hate or pain
In your soul the Devil does truly reign,
From the truth soon you will cower
As you give the Devil his power.
Those who continually tell lies are liars
Past lies are their priors,
From their mouth they are now easy to speak
Now the soul and honor is weak.
There is a fact my friend
Before a lie you believe in or tell or send,
Remember, after the very first lie is told
The second one is always easy to unfold.

Randy L. McClave