Hypocrisy
What color are you?
Are you a criminal?
Sick, insane, or poor?
I won’t answer my door.
Are you good in bed?
I have thought about it more than twice.
You must be dirty and not very nice.
What is your age?
You probably can’t get along,
It looks like you won’t be with us long.
You are not very pleasing to the eye,
When will you die?
What are you wearing?
Your clothes are dirty and are tearing.
Your shoes are not new.
Something is wrong, I can tell by looking at you.
Wait! What are you looking at?
Don’t judge me, for I can see,
The ugly face of hypocrisy,
As long as it is not looking at me.
Copyright © Timothy Mcguire | Year Posted 2018
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