Innocence fills his eyes
But his soul is pure evil
Beauty covers his face
But his heart is ugly
Angels speak through him
But his mind is ruled with demons
He is gifted with many talents
But he uses it for terror
His hair is like soft silk
But his head is filled with nonsense
You can't trust anyone
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Mysterious Poet (Pseudonym) (
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This is about him isn't it You know who I mean don't you .
that wig sales man from NYC who has now picked up his 3 card Mondy con game lock stock and barrel and move to Wash DC capital of this once great nation to rub it in the face of all the stupid and blind with fury butt wipes who voted him in that the may have to live with there for at least the next three week when they are enough of the to admit a mistake has been made a big mistake so big this one would not even fit under the rug let alone move even if they attempted to sweep him away under if and then they would have impeachment hearing I am right, Right? that is the guy? right inant event please write on WW
All things, all people, are never what they seem at the first glance.In Nature it is camouflage, a defense mechanism, in people it is deceit. Drawing the parallel, people deceive to protect themselves, from hurt, from embarrassment, from emotion mainly.
Your poem shows the good and the evil we all fear, lurking in us all. Great comparisons. Great poem. - Phil A.
I don't know how but you sneaked a peek at my biography. Heh, heh. Just teasing. Some people just are not what they want us to think. Well done.
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