Cheaters

Cheaters,

Wearing the robe of authenticity,

Gets a permit to dwell,

In those hearts,

Where fences of trust,

Are wrecked in the name of love.

Later, they leave,

Tearing those fences to pieces,

Pieces are the seeds of regrets,

Sown in the land of the deceived,

Where grows the seedlings of silence,

From the embryo of hatred,

And the world is a healthy place, my darling.