Posh Pretense
If I stripped you of your garments
And gave you my rags to wear
Would you feel the fear and anguish
Of thinking I care
If I took away your high position
And brought you to my estate
Would you believe that I think
You are no longer an educated great
If a storm blew down your house
And leveled the playing field
Would you think I uttered a prayer
That held the sickle to wield
....such destruction
If I took away your friends
And left you with empty connection
Would you think I am the reason
For such unanimous rejection
If I left you bare, naked and hungry
On the street to live or die
Would you choose to believe
That LOVE would never cry
....a single tear
What you don't know, is that I am,
Already at the place you still fear
The only difference is that POSH PRETENSE
Pushed me away, when LOVE drew me near
Written by Trudy Schrader on 09-02-2018
Copyright © Trudy Schrader | Year Posted 2018
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