The Underhanded
In the shadows moving with stealth
Preying on the weak his adrenalin to his health.
A vile slithering serpent, an agenda to bring harm
Beware the snare of his extended arm
The doer of evil, the maker of hate
The spreader of vicious rumors.always on his plate
A spinning Web of lies,,to reel in the naive
A creator of falsehoods,,to twist what you
believe.
So keep your guard up high, protect your fragile heart
From this monsters clutches before he tears you apart.
And to you the pretender you know who you are
Karma will find you it knows who you are.
Copyright © Carl Fraser | Year Posted 2016
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