Stop taking advantage of kindness, we not weak,
Only when wanting something, most will speak.
So tired of self-righteousness, isn't important,
Morals skewed and skeewiffed is what I meant.
Going out of your way to be a hunter, get one over,
Once upon a time they were as close as a brother,
Things change, now acting more like a rival soldier.
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What was once cooperation now a rivalry. Change happens and recognition of it arises in this poem. Nicely done
Thank you very much.
Good write SM.
Was just seeing a song I wrote about one such person. Hit the spot, my dear friend. Keep on doing you! It's rockin! 🌹👏
Thanks pal, sounds interesting, oh dear.
You are most welcome!
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