Iniquity

Never seen is the faceless truth of law

in the court of flaws devoured by

vultures

Truth play dead in the library of

corpses

You can’t touch the truth, its a

phantom

Inquietude, truth burns lie,

ashes light in weight, it has no

measure on the scale of judiciary

I study the pursuit of anatomy of

iniquity in antiquity. I dissect the

anatomy of life and therein, 

embossed in a cocoon of humility,

the seeds of truth.

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