One mortal sin to me seems missing

Дмитрий Бек-Лемешев
One mortal sin to me seems missing.
The lies, I mean, has earned respect.
Don't try to silence me by hissing,
It is the thing I should expect.

Small, greatest, semi-, tiny lies,
Around us are tightly dancing,
I wonder why at all these lies
So many men don't feel like glancing.

I'm neither saint myself, that's true,
Nor do I call for your compliance.
Don't speak it up. Keep to yourself.
Then it's not lie... It's just a... silence.


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