Short Manipulators Poems
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Mr MrsManipulators agents and schemers,
Hustlers prying on individuals emotions, trust
and finances. Merchants of manipulating a fraud Mr Mrs instigators scheming lies charmers and influencers of deceptions plotting one's downfall to gain popularity and notoriery.
To the liers who were
Great artists, manipulators,
Perfect friends and honest lovers...
To the liers who were
Talkative and silent,
Kind and sweet,
Walking out many miles
Pretending they carried
Love and trust...
To the liers I speak.
You are there still believing
In your goodness, and you are proud
Of yourselves.
But how sweet and true do you
Look before the God's eyes?
Have you ever thought about?
Don’t say anything sharp lest the implication cut…
Search bar complicity,
Algorithm conspirators,
Digital manipulators,
Bending law to suit perversion,
Our sexualised youth,
Internet fed,
Corporate political lies,
Dressed as a lifestyle;
Undressed,
Exploitation as a business model,
The fifteen year old bikini model,
Jailbreak Jailbait,
Enter Ai,
Prompt; Undress…wave morality goodbye.
End…
by D.N. Read2026©
i tell them i was manipulated
and they don't speak to me
they ask those who manipulated
I don't know how to breathe
the manipulators paint the scene
and even though I shout and scream
manipulators paint the scene
and worst of all I'm painted mean
they don't even come to me
they don't even look to see
I'm not even involved
yet ideas evolve
this is just insanity
is this really humanity
ignorant brutality
how the hell can it be
I have seen
Insensitive men
That flourish
With power
Inside the office boardroom,
Manipulators.
Spilling blood
Of inspired culture
A place where
Slight of tongue
Turns the blade within the wound,
Hard men are cut down.
How is one
Suppose to respect
All this crap
When marooned
In the mist of tyranny?
And one-way highways.
Hone one’s mind
Within the wanton wit
Deliver
Pen and ink
The fatal blow of a rhyme,
Tag him in his prime.
© Harry J Horsman 2022