Break from the spider`s web...

O, what a tangled web we weave,
When first we practise to deceive!
And in the meshes of our own deceit,
We find our own undoing, bitter, incomplete.
For every lie, a silken thread we spin,
Another knot, where truth can find no entry in.
A web of deceit is being spun all around us, we need to question everything we are being told.