A Man Of Inhumanity Poem by John Florio

'Man' isn't a word to be proud of,
Until you know his characters;
He can say he is good, but a wolf,
For actions are real indicators.

He'll never stay with you for long,
Often looks for the other ways;
Unreasonably, he'll get you wrong,
To leave you for his other preys.

He will hardly keep his promises,
That he'd tell you at the start;
Like the actions shown in movies,
He'll make you smile and hurt.

He is expert in stealing your heart,
As you allow him by mistake;
He'll make your world falls apart,
Do not put your heart at stake.

He who asks for your Fb password,
Making believe not to lose you;
He's the one who backs out of word,
And leaves you out of the blue.

How you could determine to get him,
When he's known as a flying kite;
In broad daylight, you'll look so dim,
Grieved for what you did invite.

He seeks out loyalty in your heart;
Never takes a look in his own;
You know his heart filled with dirt,
As in a lower rank, he's grown.

He plays with your emotions, baby,
Showing you the artificial smiles;
He would still be smiling and happy,
Alas! when you break up as vials.