Where do those go,
When places to hide away from lies told...
Are known?
But amuses the few left entertained.
And kept suspicions have shown,
To the ones most precocious...
With an overdose of curiosity,
And to have grown to become,
Daring adults to face any outcome...
To reject school yard tactics,
Still practiced by aging kids.
Where do those go,
When places to hide away from lies told...
Are the only ones left exposed,
But can not accept it as possible...
That truth and integrity kept as valuable,
Has never had anyone associating 'that' with them.
Where do those go,
When places to hide away from lies told...
Are known?
But amuses the few left entertained.
And the ones remaining to make excuses for themselves,
Have not a clue that a truth obtained...
Reveals a falsity maintained by all who try to hide their lies.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Daring adults to face any outcome... To reject school yard tactics, Still practiced by aging kids. thought provoking, while I don't want to think a lot. Lawrence,