I have a client, he wrote a book.
Gave me a copy to have a look .
I liked this fellow, it must be said
But my attitude was tarnished, by the scene I read..
I know it\'s just fiction, a work of art
Where does it come from?
I think the heart.
The author is on full display
Like it or not
It\'s them on the page.
Books
I take care
They have their agenda, enticing us where?
The heart it calls
To you and me
It is desperately wicked
Can you see?