The Outsider
The Outsider
Ever ostracised from the truth
Lest they are known to well
By deceitfulness
The paranoia play of a black sheepskin coat
Is riddled with the placatory smiles
Of half spoken lairs
Nothing more supports the world
They come to deny
It is far beyond the responsibility
Of those who plead for honesty
Are loved
With hypocrisy
The wolf wanders back and forth
Paranoia play in a black sheepskin coat
Isolated eyes living on the edge
Uninvited
They trample amidst the cage bars
And toss zoo scraps
To an exhibit
A dieing breed of how not to be
Counted for a wolf instead of a sheep
An example
So they can breath in safety
Singular, prison, box, label; placed within
The confines ridicule so easily
For a debauchery of self satisfying
Inadequacy
Keeps them in their comfort zone
The wolf crosses back and forth
Paranoia play on the same old path
Uninvited eyes living on the edge
Isolated
And every confession to care
Will throw a bone
Something for the lame old dog to chew upon
Ever ostracised from the truth
Lest they are known to well
By the arts of their deceitfulness
Copyright © Colin Mitchell Williams | Year Posted 2009
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