The lie came in the form of trust

riding on the wings of friendship;

the truth is to trust no one for

friendships die by the dagger of a lie.



The trains wait, and the people wait

till all are gathered in anguished silence;

the lie is spoken from mouths as of an open sepulcher,

"All will be well."



The pulling apart of the human heart

torn in different directions.

The promise of reuniting, a lie...

Lost hope, lost future, lost love, lost.



A cleansing promise brings possibilities,

only to die in the light of the truth

as they stood and waited for the cleansing flow...

The truth of the lie unfolded.



The smokestacks stand like demented sentinels,

belching forth the stench of human desecration.

Hatred mingles with the billowing smoke...

Nations stand appalled at the pride of man.



Flesh and bone shattered then buried;

open graves like yawning demons,

waiting to swallow their prey.

Dig your own grave hoping to die

before being buried alive.



Tortures unheard of lived out by millions,

yet a remnant remained:

memories scarred, stories to be told.

The lie dies in the light of truth

God's people survived.























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