That's Evil Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Living one's life,
On incredible big lies to tell...
Eventually comes to shred every bit,
Of one's credibility sold to sell too well.
With a doing at times with tears to assist,
A cementing of lies to ensure a truth...
Is kept distant from existence.

When lies told to find out,
Are discovered to be created and heard...
Coming repeatedly from one's mouth,
Anything perceived to have been legitimate...
Ends its journey to cease immediately,
From those seeing through...
A performance that deceives.

'How can you stand by and watch,
One screaming in pain?
And emotionally bleeding.
How can you stand by and watch this,
As if you are relieved? '

~For me that is easy.
After being victimized by their telling of lies,
It seems to me...
A score has been made now I see as even.~

'That's evil.'

~I know.
But observing it I can now let it go.
With a leaving it where it is.
To not have it bother me anymore.~