ADVANCE WARNING: This is going to be a bit all over the place, like my mind is at the moment. Ready? Cool.

Have you ever been lied to? From the so-called little lies where you say you’re on the way but you’re just about to jump into the shower, to the yes you’ll buy one but you know you can’t afford it and you were just trying to save face, to the fibs told to save yourself from trouble, on to the intentional half-truths or outright falsehood that rips hearts and minds apart.

Before we all jump on our sanctimonious horses with tales of the evildoers around us, have we lied to others too? It’s easy for everyone to talk about how they’ve been hurt or wronged, but do we remember we might have wronged others too? Hope this explains that this post is as much for me as it is for you.

So I’ve just found out a friend has been lying to me for a bit, and I’m gutted, and on a number of levels too. First because I’m not innocent and there’s that bit about coming to equity with clean hands (I think it should be changed to a clean heart though). Second because sometimes I’m as trusting as a child who’s told to go inside the room to get her slippers so she can go out with mommy. Even though I know I’ll get left at home (again), I still trust that this time it won’t happen. But it does, and I’m crushed all over again.

Away from me, there’s the lie by omission which involves leaving out facts so that a different narrative other than the truth or true representation of things is formed. It is also refusing/neglecting/deciding to leave existing misconceptions as they are.

Exaggerations are also lies. So you have nine pencils yet you say you have 300. Do you have pencils? Yes. Do you have 300 though? Sigh. In the same vein, under representation is the family of falsehood too. Very simply, you say you have 9 pencils, but you really have 300. Why lie?

What other forms of lies do you know of? Which ones are you guilty of? Are you a habitual, compulsive, or pathological liar? Is it as natural as the air you breathe? Do you feel bad about it? Trying to stop or slow down on them?

I found this poem by Isaac Watts here, thought it was apt.

O ’tis a lovely thing for youth
To early walk in wisdom’s way;
To fear a lie, to speak the truth,
That we may trust to all they say!

But liars we can never trust,
Even when they say what is true.
And he who does one fault at first
And lies to hide it, makes it two.

Have we not known, nor heard, nor read
How God does hate deceit and wrong?
How Ananias was struck dead,
Caught with a lie upon his tongue?

So did his wife Sapphira die,
When she came in, and grew so bold
As to confirm that wicked lie,
Which just before her husband told.

The Lord delights in them that speak
The words of truth; but every liar
Must have his portion in the lake
That burns with brimstone and with fire.

Before anyone comes at me for making it a religious matter (why anyone would think to separate the spiritual from the physical is a totally different matter for another day), here’s a little reminder about the golden rule. Do unto others as you would have them do unto you. Simple.

Before you tell that next untruth, think about how you would feel if someone said it to you. I’m going to do that too.

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Comments
  1. tessadoghor says:

    Love your post not because I don’t lie sometimes
    But because I believe in standing up again and doing your utmost best to tell the truth all the time.

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  2. E' says:

    Tz well put together hun…😘

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  3. Urban Writer says:

    Na who no dey lie sef?

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  4. Tayo says:

    I used to lie without blinking before, like answering my mum’s call on my international roaming number and claiming that I’m in school, whereas, I dropped out 4 semesters earlier, I kept on sending photo-shopped transcripts, I kept on receiving tuition fees, I kept on coming home for holidays normally, but the truth has its own way of coming out, there I was chilling with friends in Berger area in Lagos while my mum flew in for a surprise visit, only to be told that “your son dropped out a while ago, we’ve not seen him since”. Needless to say I lost all credibility within the whole family, when I eventually graduated from UWL everybody had to be there physically to see them call my name and see me walk to the podium. In fact my cousins emailed UWL authorities several times just to confirm I wasn’t faking things again. Lets just say I learned not to lie again, it had to be a conscious decision because I realized I wasn’t even thinking when I lie, they just come naturally and that is the worst…I am just thankful for second chances. Nothing beats integrity.

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    • Awww. I’m sorry about your experience but thankful you truly learned from it and honored that you would share something so personal with us here. Thank you! And I agree, nothing beats integrity…

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  5. Urban Writer says:

    @Chioma, can’t we contribute our Op. Eds? I think it makes the blog more interesting

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    • Hello Urban Writer, I’m creating a forum where people can do that anytime they want. On this blog however, people only write in when I do the 30/31 days writer series… I’m excited at your enthusiasm though! And you can always share your thoughts in the comments section!

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