a reflective poem for my word of the day "specious"
The one who never wants to accept blame.
The one who never feels the shame,
manipulation is the name of your game.
The exact opposite of good, a word not be mentioned.
Thriving off causing others pain and tension.
True maturity not yet achieved.
Lies, selfishness, always a need to deceive.
Fallacious, a plausibility your words might be real.
Seeding arguments, planting doubt, seeking others
happiness to steal.
Deceptively attractive as the definition states,
but your allure is an illusion incredibly fake.
Specious you'll be always, make no mistake.