The lies were beguiling, the truth nonexistent.
The party's full of prevaricators not one repentant.
What's the point of a lie if it isn't believed.
What's the point of the truth if it isn't received.
What's the point of anything, that's misunderstood.
What's the point of claiming to know bad from good.
How can you claim to be honest with a forked tongue.
Isn't a snake in the grass something to be running from.
What's with that vacuous grin liars wear on their face.
It looks like an evil smile Satan put in the right place.
What's the point of a promise you don't mean to keep.
What's the point of fake tears no one sees you weep.
Why irresponsibly create children you're eager to kill.
Why say you believe in a God while disregarding his will.
Why call yourself special if you're the scum of the earth.
Why act so important, without a damn whit of self-worth.
Why lie about saving democracy while tearing it down.
What's the attraction for hypocrisy, from a two-faced clown.
What's the point of enlightenment, in those bound for Hell.
What's the point of exclaiming to others, "All will be well"
What's the point of claiming religion, if your cult is death.
What's the point of your talking, if you should hold your breath.
What's your point in denying the truths I've written here.
Why do you prefer hearing Lucifer whispering in your ear.
Why answer at all if your replies are trite and mundane
Your lies are simple to see through by anyone with a brain.
D.L. Crockett -- 6/23/24