Poem: Wolves in sheep clothing!
I have no need to see their faces, at least not at this time, my conscience won't allow me to join in that game of cat and mouse, with anyone.
No one apart from those who are sincerely able to make up their minds, the others have already decided they are not going anywhere.
It's useless following anyone who doesn’t know where they are going themselves! It seems that in these times there we are witnessing an influx of those who are still around practicing that old time saying of :
Mouth opens words jumps out.
I am not getting caught up in any ignorant shouts; I won’t be quick enough to catch those words out their mouths.
If it’s broken, it must be sincere and honest before any attempt on my path to fix it.
The understanding of things, when there are no words, the frustrations it brings,
would not be worth its weight in gold! So am tired of looking at sad faces, am tired of being in the presence of those who choose to hide,directly in plain sight!When the entire world is watching.
I can’t go along only for the ride, for even though they’ll dress in camouflage, they are not able to see themselves!
Sadly they are among us,dressed in robes of friendship. You are on your own, I have to leave, and it can be dangerous for folks like me if I stay.
If they suffer with ignorance, you are at risk. If they always have to lie, you are at risk!
If they suffer from any type of addiction,
You are at risk! If they are addicted to you,
Then surely you are at risk!You got fatal attraction, jealous rage, is their usual reaction.
Crime and punishment,even the sentence of death, won’t creates enough fear! Am not ready as yet, all because they are:
Wolves in sheep’s
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