Deceit Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Times of life on earth are many, adding up, culminating
in moments of our daily lives on earth.

Touching experiences and circumstances throughout, find-
ing purpose and reality clashing constantly in the face
of problems brought about just by existing.

Rumors abounding, people talking behind your back who
don't even know who you are within, being cut by the
edges of their sharpened tongues.

Sharpened by the experience of cutting people apart,
because that's all they do in their lives.

Preferring to stay away from them, ignoring their remarks,
leaving them to their own devices, knowing that one day
their deceit will make sure that they are alone with no
one by their side.