You Lie (poem) by Walter LaVerne Jones on AuthorsDen

You Lie
by Walter LaVerne Jones → (All Poetry by Walter LaVerne Jones)
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Truth hurts
When I was a child in the action of life I stopped to spill all my heart ache and lies No dreams as potent as the lies Free trip I thought I could fly So how do you make memories How do you learn to cry How do you drink gin How do learn to die It is cold travel from heaven to hell As the cast of the heard ring deaths bell Burden left on a caisson as he rides along Mary keeps time as we sing her song So how do you get to heaven Do really have to die How do you comfort a child You lie you lie Purpose stops in the valley Next to a burned out truck I pass the coffin like the rest Ashes to ashes fallen chest It was December as the embers died Fire fight in the night captain he lied Faces of angels burned in a view Seven maiden waiting but not for you March into reward on gold streets Keep the father asking Shake the last of dust from you feet Peace tries all I feel is hurt and lies Bottle of whiskey cold in mind Take a sip of life never know when it�s your time so carry me your body light as the ash inside take me a heart heavy teach me to cry soil of my father tears of youth last request revenge So how do you get to heaven Do really have to die How do you comfort a child You lie you lie

Reviewed by Mitzi Jackson

Reviewed on February 1, 2007

and yet we do often times than even we remember
death is a hard thing but a child will be able to handle the truth we must give better credit but it is oh so hard
enjoyed!!!

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on January 18, 2007

Sometimes the only lie that is eccepted is when you lie to spare another from hurt & pain!!

It is called a WHITE "angel" lie....right??

Love Tinka