Liars who have found this easy to do,
Have yet to experience...
What it means to be deceived,
By those who play games with honesty.
To find it fun to have others succumbed,
And seduced.
But one day they will feel,
The importance connected to truth.
When those deceptions they have introduced,
Comes to haunt them with a taunting...
That nothing done they may attempt to undo,
Will eliminate the fate that awaits their sorrows.
We've been given a free will to live as we choose.
But even The Creator may decide not to be there,
To rescue someone exposed to lessons.
Yet rejects with beliefs they are the exception,
To learn from a single one.
As they choose to do what they wish to do done.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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