I started this poem last night and finished it this morning. In keeping with the subject matter, the poem itself has a little something hidden inside. See if you can figure it out. ;p This poem rhymes in couplets and has inconsistent meter.
hiders of secrets and holders of lies,
your weak-mindedness will be your demise.
prey on innocence, but your conscience chides:
only sharp swords are meant to have two sides.
can you maintain your facade for forever?
really, what an impossible endeavor.
if you don’t care what others think, you should:
trust in a double-word? nobody would.
even though lies are the notes of your song,
secrets can only be kept for so long.
© Ryanne Mikunda