When A Lie Dies Poem by soren Barrett
When A Lie Dies
Poets lie to tell the truth
Pounding notes of love, sweet flavor of peace
putrid odor of pain, soft skin of youth
blind numbness waning hopes increase
Corpse to revenant,
temple to tomb,
hidden now evident,
from graves flowers bloom
Rains smell new life,
crossing sunset to sunrise,
cut death's umbilical cord with a knife
life sprouts from broken breath when one dies
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