truth about the lies

the lies; the truth about life,
the beauty of the beyond, the deception of what is: what is not, in a world of constant in and out, exists a soulless body, death's devout, evil and good, is erroneous for one, the one whom livelyness can't outrun.

hides a bigger lie with these strings of lies, born from the false, with deception he arise, comes to the land and towards the truths he lay, with another falsity he speaks, “April Fools Day”