The Father of Distortion

I wonder who told the first lie.

Because he is the father of distortion.

The ability to lie is a hereditary trait.

When one generation lies, the next generation fibs more. 

A lie is like a chain reaction, and gets bigger with every cycle of the gun. 

Dear Father of Distortion, I have no idea what you have done.

For a small lie today might be a massacre tommorow. 

You massacre the lives of people. 

You massacre the soul. 

You bring the distortion. 

You disturb the balance. 

Dear father of distortion I would like to wish you a happy father's day.

For indeed the contribution and curse that you have brought down to men are too big. 

I wonder what the world would have been should you have not lived, 

Dear father of distortion I wish I would not inherit your traits,

For if a lie in your day served as a massacre today,

Then I wonder, if I told your lie today,

Would there be another tommorow?