Of Whom I Speak
Tormentors come and harassment seeks.
They prey upon the frail and weak.
Attention seekers another plot.
They place their bets and cast down lots.
Derangement speaks down from the fold.
They fight the years but still grow old.
Doublespeak deceitful truth.
Stumpage shown from inner booth.
Copyright © Mark Koplin | Year Posted 2020
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