Growth Beyond Grimy
Written By: D. Collins 11/12/24
A growth spurt beyond grimy, some never do.
No need for names. They know who I'm talking to.
They are pretty good at changing superficial traits.
But the core of their being is wicked without debate.
That cruddy person will emerge if they spot an edge.
For a substantial gain, good folks could end up dead.
They get Holier Than Thou to complete the fasad.
Swear up and down they are the right hand of God.
Judge them through their deeds and you'll not be surprised.
That, which before you stand, is the Devil in disguise.
What always comes out is what was there before.
The grime, slime, and crud oozing from their core.
Copyright © Darrell Collins | Year Posted 2024
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