The Seeds Of Contempt

Are you willing! oh callously cunning
seeking to beseech this weary heart of mine.
What I see, the wrath in your mockery
brazenly bitter mask hiding reality, hypocrisy!

That egotistical aristocratic demeanor
lacking humanity losing ability, to be a dreamer.
Blatantly boastful extracting tears from my eyes
cruelly corrupt ensures you’ll be along when you die.

Published by Sandymancan

I'm a father, friend, and a family man, I believe in right and wrong, I understand the value of standing on your own. I have an iron will with a poet's heart, a belief in God is where it starts.

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