And a Lie

The asking was askance.

And the tell all told.

So then, in tandem,

Anathema, and anthem.

The truth was on hold,

Seeking too tasking.

And the wool was pulled

Over as cover.

No eyes were kept peeled.

My iris I missed

The truth, now mistrust

All things seen, and this

Distrust, the sounded distress signal

Called and called and culled from your damsel.