Liars

Sympathize with the Liars,

For they fear the starkness of light.

Like Cockroaches do they take refuge 

in the untruth of darkness.

Forgive the Liars

They cover their blisters of betrayal

And lesions of dishonesty,

With glittering words and gratuitous intimacy.

Pity the Liars,

For they are wretched beings with the souls of geckos.

Conscience is but a blank and void in their cognizance.