Sold Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

People who have made it a career,
Of labelling others with disgusting names...
With a doing everything possible,
To have them shamed and defamed...
Will try to keep the facts unknown,
And kept close to their chest unconfessed...
To achieve success with attention to get.
Just as long as some people are left...
Believing to accept the lies they've told.

Yet, ultimately though, deceivers face disgrace!
Especially when time passes by and it's exposed,
Accusations made no longer leaves those to wonder...
Who has lied to hide behind excuses made.
Since the beginning of the end,
Of those who had defended...
Deceivers and their perceived integrities,
With a doing to realize,
Integrity had never been a part of their lives.
To know disguising it is their greatest talent.

'What about those victimized,
By the telling of all those lies?
What about those still delivering to produce,
In ways they continue like no one else can do.
How about you?
I was told...'

~I know.
But I am not nearly as curious,
As to how much of the telling you were sold.~

'Comeon.
Be angry.'

~Why should I be angry?
I was not the one duped to be anyone's fool.~