Muddled Up And Befuddled Folks Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Manipulators eventually are beset with inner conflict.
And confused as to which foot they began to stand.
All credibility from them has been lost,
When seen to hop from one foot to another...
No matter what the price of integrity they have paid.
Or the cost of losing it.

People who consciously deceive,
Would love to change or erase...
Their baseless decisions made in their past.
And hope a re-inventing of truth as they remember it,
Would escape from those minds...
Where the truth remains cemented as if trapped.

Those muddled up and befuddled folks,
Who perceive others picked as permanent jokes...
Manipulate their own bewildering fates,
When finding themselves to be found and baited...
To have created their destinies,
Faked as others see revealed to believe.

And no one has to say another thing about their ways.
It is all their open and publicly exposed,
When reality comes face to face...
Prepared to slay liars, cheaters and thieves,
Who continue to insist their misdeeds were mistakes.
Although confessing their enjoyment had been clearly displayed.