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like a child I once believed all that I was told

but power corrupts the moral cowards

bold with freedom from consequences

unfeeling uncaring and ethically degraded

their lies drip like poison infecting truth rejected

carefully selected words and facts unconnected

questions deflected and honesty corrected

damnable untruths suggested and perfected

demented avarice desire and lust accepted

in time Rhadamanthus’ justice dispensed

loneliness, the ultimate fate of amoral liars

stares wolf-like from behind intense red eyes

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like a child, I wish to believe all I am told

but trust, once broken, is forever soiled

and daylight will never see me crying

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words and pictures by jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net