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Faces

The chosen one with a classified MISSION;

"At all cost" is the secretive AMBITION:

He prowls the streets with a sharp DAGGER;

An assassin with a smooth SWAGGER;

The Lion's claws concealed in gestures of KINDNESS;

He captures the victim with emotive methods of BLINDNESS;

Specialised in the art of maskin a FACE;

An agenda articulated with pure GRACE;

Known for uttering soothing WORDS;

Like the harmonic sounds of comforting BIRDS;

To the victim, "what a FRIEND";

To the gossip hungry, "a means to an END";

In realization, don't be SHAKEN;

In the end, he will be FORSAKEN;

The Truth of fact, call it LIFE;

How can one see those with a KNIFE?;

In the circle of existence, Sincerity is a BLISS

And bitter resentment most DISMISS;

In the dawn of maturity we grow WISE;

Now you've seen some have a DISGUISE;

The journey of life has surely GROWN;

All that is required is a BACKBONE;

Beware of those that STAGGER;

Call them the BACKSTABBERS.

 

 

H.F.

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