Under the guise
of
spurious smiles –
animosity thrives.
Hollow gestures
flower
running counter to
true nature.
As
words likened
to
pebbles
impinge like boulders
shoulders weary
from burdens
foisted by others
as the illusion
dissipates.
The piracy of
adoration
ensues
leaving egos
not bruised
but shattered.
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Author, Genealogist, Writer, Poet, possessor of 2 cents, blogger and eternal student of life, who harbors a firm belief in his Grandmother's mantra that:
"People need to get off of their rump and do something".
All while keeping in mind that a cheering section will often get in the way.
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Sad but true. Very well written, reminds me of the song “Smiling Faces.”
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Thank you, something pulled this missive out of me I’m glad you enjoyed it.
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Well written!
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Thank you.
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