That Hidden File Of Deceitful Life. Poem by CONSTANTINE SONUO DERINYANG-DERI

We all have, in our life, that hidden file
The action sheets continuous to pile
But shade it with wit and guile
And fire at the honest like a missile
Deny theirs with broad fake smile

And walk around boastfully meanwhile
Their hidden file is but for a while
Tears from their eyes will flow far as the Nile
They will travel in grieve for a mile
But no chance given to reconcile
So rejoice not over another's Kile

Because someone will soon get their file
They're are as strong and clean awhile
And their dignity they shall defile
And give them pain from own wile
To stir up their fun and their rile
And pay them back for their dumpy revile