Note to soul

Posted on by Shun P. Writes

May I.

Do battle.

And vanquish.

My own hypocrisies.

Before I find it.

In others.

I am breathless.

Because hypocrisy smothers.

While the cowards.

In our midst.

Keep it.

Under the covers.

Soothed to sleep.

By her sweet lies.

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Published by Shun P. Writes

Writer, poet, possessor of 2 cents, blogger, recovering corporate animal 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 only get in the way.