The Imitator Poem by Mac Adrone Adonay

I saw a man doing what he cannot do
He thought that it was his capability
I was thinking of what he wanted to be
What the other man did, he will do it too
I wonder how, to himself – be this man true?
All things the man did, he’s trying to copy
He was a fool because he didn’t let him free
And wants to be above us, to me, to you!
He has eyes but I figured out those were blind
He’s one of those men who wants to pull you down
The imitator who always walk behind
Waiting for a time to steal your golden crown
He don’t trust in his ability at all,
So in the ground in dark sins, he always fall.