"Grain of Salt"

[wowalexan]

I've given up on promises
Making them. Keeping them. Believing them.
They're lies in sheep's clothing
To be digested with a mountain, not grain, of salt
With the sole purpose of convincing some child
That the world is brighter, safer than it is.
The promise, the primrose of hypocrisy!
Because no one is ever sure that something can and will happen
Beyond a reasonable doubt.
And if they say they're certain,
They're not interested in the truth.
Because the truth is,
Promises were made to be broken.

Great symbolism, and truth was spoken