Hypcrites and Soapboxes
Sneaky and weak,
his soapbox does creak.
Integrity eludes,
a future so bleak.
Attacking women,
will children be next?
Will his ego be able
to cash this check?
Poking and hiding
covering his tracks.
Arrogant and smug,
he stabs in the back.
Pathetic and weak,
no longer can he hide.
Does he actually think,
he's above you or I?
There is one who can see,
what is there in the heart.
Hypocrites and soapboxes
quickly will part.
Copyright © Mark Koplin | Year Posted 2020
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