Darkness Fallen Poem by Jonathan H. Scott

With darkness fallen on the day
And quiet confidences shared,
A pause, then trust is cast away
When truth and words become unpaired.

Unuttered secrets lurk inside,
Postponing pain of disrepute;
For full advantage, one will hide
A faithless heart when truth is moot.

How common that untruths be told;
Transformed from guilt and feigning smile
To wincing lip and nerve so cold,
With more deceit planned all the while.

To whom is owed our solemn vow?
Is not our word a thing to trust?
Shall truth be saved and kept somehow,
As faith decays and turns to dust?

Oh, should you dare look deep inside
In search of lies to which you'll swear,
There is one truth that will not hide:
Unnumbered are the sins you bear.

As this you know, your mind is fraught
With scheming plans you long disguised;
And, thus defiled, your every thought
Defends the fraud your heart devised.

At last, the Fates shall have their way—
Though judging not, what's true is true!
For theirs is but the final say:
Not one is more deceived than you.