The Lie

In the beginning it was a speck,
The speck of a lie in the Word.
Misused and abused over aeons,
It shouted until it was heard
Above the din of Truth. Growing
In volume until it is all we hear.
The only sound is lies from every
Tongue. To all, their greatest fear,
One lie to rule them, one lie to
Bind them and in the recesses
Of darkest thought, to blind them.
Small, tail less mice, scurrying,
Hurrying, worrying about stresses
Imagined. Stresses whispered.
Stresses of love, stresses of hate,
The stress of work, the mounting
Cliff walls unrealised until too late,
Then the free fall, spiral, beyond
Control, beyond mind, beyond care
And hope, beyond knowledge and
Comprehension, beyond despair.
The earth will always thirst for us,
This sacrifice of flesh and bone,
Leaving the one and only surety,
Finally the truth, we all die alone.