May I spit out my cry–
For all these seem ardous to mend

May I shout out my heart…
Say not a word, none ever listens.

Stuck in their prejudice,
They claim to know me well.

To buy my trust,
They lie to adore me most.

A test to them,
And they shove the truth in my face.

Such liars want to love and feel loved
But know not what it takes to earn or give it

On sands do they crawl in deception
The likes of a viper ready for ambush

Such deceit!

~MaHaMo