is it wrong?

White Lie

By: the iHope Poet

The see-through blind fold

Covers your eyes

Like a fog

But it’s white

So you still see the lines

No harm done

No swift blows

Of that filthy black dust

That would otherwise swallow

My tongue in its must

And I spoke those clear words

They were smooth

They seemed sweet

Underneath they were dim, yet

Whose ill did they meet?

Simple lies

Plain deceit

But they’re lost in the telling

It tastes good while it lasts

And my throat isn’t swelling