Pretenders That Save And Then Leave Poem by Ellen Ni Bheachain

Pretenders That Save And Then Leave



Pretenders trained to be in their mode,
For what they come in as,
Nobody knows,
They become whom they have to,
To save others and then apprehend,
Who they need to,
In order to save,
And make that place safe again,

In their mode,
And most times all alone,
Learn't and studied from issued centers,
Fast and quick,
With no time to waste,
So in and out,
Search and seek,
Before anyone knows,
Whom pretender really is,

The pretenders game is any game,
They are who the center agency send in,
To take out or away,
The ones whom pretend to be others,
And committ crimes,
Pretending to be others,
That get the blame,
So skilled trained pretenders,
Are sent in instead,

Pretenders in modes of thinking,
With the personality in types that is needed,
To go in and help,
Or,
Rescue those endangered,
Is,
Where pretenders are hired,
To get into their mode,
The mode of thinking,
With the type of personality,
And job code to complete them,
So to become that type,
Till,
Task and case is completed,

For they could be,
Teacher / Scolar,
Peot or writer,
Actress / Actor,
Judge or Police Officer,
Doctor / Nurse,
Soldier or Pilot,
Scientist / Researcher,
Beggar or Thief,
Its whatever,
They need to be,
Is how,
The pretender comes in,

They may makes friends,
Or they may not be liked,
It depends on the job code,
And on how,
They are presented as,
But when task in done,
And they must go,
The call comes in,
For them to tie the loose ends,
Pack their bags,
And report back in,
For,
The prentender seldoms get to say,
A fond farewell,
Or a keep in touch,
With contact card address,

So what is it that makes them be,
The ones that save,
And then they leave,
Perhaps,
It is something that calls them to be,
Or,
Maybe something similar or the same,
Happened to them once,
At a time in their life,
That puts them in,
That field of work,
As,
A pretender,
An uncover for the agency,
Of government listed,
Yet,
Unknown to the public,

A govenement agency,
Where,
They will come and go,
Unseen,
Or,
Not noticed too much,
So as to see,
And report back in,
What is really going on,
To those endangered,
Or,
At risk,
That can be saved,
From,
Been the next,
Victims Of Crime,
That brings in Prentender,
That saves and then leaves.

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