Accidental Poet

When the Sub-conscience Speaks

Subtle voices in your head

Things that catch your eye

Tell tale signs that you read

That something has gone awry

 

Intuition tells you

To pay closer attention

Something’s out of place

You may be resenting

 

Someone of cloaking disguise

Hiding bad intent

Two faces of one mind

Wicked thoughts with no repent

 

Trust so often abused

Raped and disrespected

To the point of extinction

And no hope resurrected

 

Lies full of deception

Will fall victim of the truth

When the sub-conscience speaks

The unsuspected sleuth