Stretch

Feel that little pull inside

You when you lie

Or tell a stretched truth,

Just a slight pull for now,

Until you get older and

Your lies grow bigger,

Just a bit of a tug,

that whispers threats of getting worse,

Old now,

The little tugs and pulls

That you felt when lying

Have gown as big as the sky,

They fall on you shoulders

Making you hunch over,

The feeling of weariness

Exhausts you frail body,

Have you learned your lesson?

Maybe this is why,

Elders are so wise