Liars

I was born the son of a lying mother and father.

They were lied to by their parents, who were lied

to by their parents burdened with a tradition as old as time.

On my first birthday I was lied to

and on my

        second and

            third and

                  forth, and so on.

On each day I have been alive on this earth

I have been lied to. In school, at home, at work

even the tv is full of lies being told by lying liars.

Lies in the books I was told to read,

in the sermons I listened to in order to be saved.

Lied to at every turn.

Lied to at every opportunity.

Misled, deceived, beguiled and trapped

underneath all the lies handed down to me before I could

catch my breath or have a chance to think

or know what to do with them all.