The Sincerity of the Lie
by John Herlihy
An element of sincerity lies within the lie,
Exposing its untruth with a focused intent.
Ready all of the social conventions to defy,
Making clear the lie posing as truth meant.
With a wink and a smile, the liar simply lies,
Without promise or care, his version to tell.
Like the town crier, from root tops he cries,
Hoping his version of truth will finally propel.
Lies can be construe d as a flight from reality,
Alternative reality in a world of make-believe.
Crude attempts to alter truth without mystery,
With the sole motivation to mislead, deceive.
The lie way of life along life’s mysterious way
A liar cannot help it, simply follows this urge
Convinced of the truth in what he has to say
As if seeking an inner demon he has to purge
A liar seems sincere with a lie on his face,
The words spill forth as the heart’s desire.
Sincerity is covering the lie with fine lace,
Pretending truths our sensibility to defy.
How can a listener even begin to know,
The lie that sits hidden behind the mask.
Threads of deception all liars gladly sew,
A sincerity in the deception its first task.
The truth behind the lie remains hidden,
The truth is betrayed, the lie bears fruit.
Lies offer up more lies, arriving unbidden,
The voice of the truth muffled and mute.
Whatever the tale, no words to mince,
Grand hypocrisy accomplishing its task.
A lie calls forth false truth to convince,
Running risk someone will lift the mask.
Moral: virtue not always found in sincerity,
When sincerity coats one’s lies with verity.
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Copyright ©John Herlihy
Saturday 30 August 2025
But I lie all the time; sometimes to fool momentarily, to get a reaction and then, provide the truth. Other times, I lie to make things less severe for people who are more sensitive than I am to things that really are of no consequence but they sometimes think are going to happen to them.
You didn't note that it was political, but I find your subtle poem clearly aimed at the Liar in Chief that over half of our country seems to believe his bullshit, gaining him money hand over fist and wrecking our stable government and economy.
Unfortunately, his true believers will attack your poem with thoughts of, "you're wrong" or "none of your business."
Ron
A liar cannot help it, simply follows this urge
Convinced of the truth in what he has to say
As if seeking an inner demon he has to purge
Moral: virtue not always found in sincerity,
When sincerity coats one’s lies with verity.