The Lie

L Laurence Overmire Laurence Overmire
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began a long, long time ago the unwillingness to see and speak what is true gradually the lie became its own reality and no one could tell the difference between what was fabricated and what was genuine people without integrity without heart without conscience without soul usurped the place of those who had been growing generation upon generation following the light the darkness surrounds us now we endure, we wait we persevere hands clasped together in hope inwardly knowing that what is wrong will be righted for time, even at its most disjointed is always on the side of Truth. ~ Laurence Overmire (Previously published in Terra Incongnita: Oregon Poets Write for Ecological, Social, Political and Economic Justice, Bob Hill Publishing, LLC,2019)

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