Hypocrite... Poem by Owoeye Taiwo Bisola

HYPOCRITE...

Your right hand knows what your left hand does everytime.
You feasts on their blood just to be fleshy and big like a pig.
Your heart is pure white, the colour of cruel cozenage.
You dine with the devil and his angels with a long spoon.
Your spoon is made of silver, it gives a silvery lustrous fake shine.

Your menacing deceit is more extensive than Lucifer's.
You crowned yourself with cunningness plus craftiness.
You say it is morning and I steal a glance at the heaven.
Your virtues are misplaced in a dark hole of your heart.
You say you love me but your deeds and seeds sprouts lies.

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POET: OWOEYE TAIWO BISOLA