BUTTERFLIES AND LIES

BUTTERFLIES AND LIES

Butterflies are temporary

But lies, oh they continue to endure

For in this world of seeming transparency

What seems, is never what is, and all is allure

So lies put on veils, and grow and grow

While butterflies diminish

For they have no cloak and must parade in grace

But lies are unseen and never wear a face

Thus butterflies fly and so quickly die

But lies persist, and are spread without guilt

For truth has no base and knows no home

But lies have receptacles stronger than stone

~Helena Fernz~