Echoes of mindless whisperers

Chanted in the hallway of your mind

Bouncing off the hard ebony walls 

Creating cracks like bulb filaments

Can you see the chinks of truth?

Glimmering in the blackest of darkness

Obvious, but to the naked eye’s holder not 

You walk past unknowing of that what you desire

It lies, just lies

Lies to both you and itself

While lying there

Innocent at first glance

But, look deeper you may find the dirty lies

Lies within truth, maybe it is the other way around

Are you looking at the true or false?

Is it any of the two?

Doubts and endless questions bouncing off the same ebony walls

But your lips don’t move 

Your eyes don’t shift

Your face doesn’t stir

Oh those strong ebony walls!