MikeDubisch

Beacon

When does a lie become a lie,

When it leaves the lips?

Or when it blossomed in the mind

When does an act become a life

When in fact the life inside

 

Breathes a very different air

Air from another world

But the lie the lie it lives for you

It walks within your shoes

It wears your pants, it wears your shirt

The lie becomes the truth

 

Storms can rage beneath the surface

Beacons can be lit

And still all out in that stormy weather

Will likely take a hit