The Liar

You are a liar
speaking through forked tongue
convincing counterparts of
dreamt weakness and
superficial ailments

You are a liar
wishing ill will on me
in an attempt to absorb
that which is mine
that which you don't support
that which you don't love

How many lies will you tell
how much political support will you gain
how many times will I have to dispute
the idea and image of me
because your forked tongue
slithered around the truth