IT’S ALL ABOUT YOU

Lurking in the shadows
Slithering through the door
Always an agenda
What are you looking for?

Never paying forward
Ready to attack
Waiting for a victim
One who can’t fight back.

Ridicule, a pastime
The game you love the most
You thrive on callous insults
As you brag and sadly boast.

Not one to be relied on
Not one to look up to
You always have a motive
It’s always about you.

You stand there with your hand out
“What can you do for me”?
An underlying mantra
Of selfishness and greed.

The weak and the defenseless
Mere putty in your hands
Unable to stand up to
Such a cold and evil man.

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Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories. View all posts by Patty Richardson