Two Faced
The ugly face of gossip
Sprouts warts along the way
And deep dark shadowed wrinkles
With each half-truth we say.
And, soon, we cannot recognize
or remember it, in its youth.
How sad, those wagging tongues,
Forever blemish
The lovely face of truth.
Challenge Poem
Anything goes
By Mariannajo
© 2009 Mariannajo
(All rights reserved)
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