There is humor
In the bold face lie.
You know the ones,
When the representation of character
Is dripping an entitled aura of authority.

Those kind of lies
Make me laugh.

Of course a lie to one
May really be a truth to another,
Since different faces
Can have different perspectives
Of the reality of a legacy.

Still, though,
I laugh.

Because the honesty of a lie
Is not in what the tale tells,
But it’s more about the reputation of the speaker,
Who in spouting the misrepresentations
Shows their character to be mere folly.

Still laughing…
Still…