Passing unnoticed,
Little white lie.
No one to protest.
No voice to decry any evil intent.
No rules broken,
Just bent.
Easy to let you pass by.
No comment.
Easier still the next
time,
A new day
Falling from white to
A light shade of gray, but
Where will you live by
the end of the day?
Darkened by twilight,
Cold and afraid.
True to your purpose,
Your colors remain.
No one the wiser.
No one in pain.
But darkness can grow
In the blink of an eye to
Blacken the heart of
A little white lie.
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