The Little Hypocrite Poem by Mona Lisa Aspiras

Little did she know
She angered people
Broke hearts-
Her family's and friends'...

Little did she know...
Or did she...

Did God create her to cause
Distress, suspicion, contempt
In other people's hearts?

Surely there must be a reason
For her to exist in this manner-
Sowing trouble wherever she went...

A scapegoat she was,
God made her like that,
So she would feel the same suffering
She poured on others...

A Judas, a scapegoat for the
Learning....
Always awaiting the final transformation in others' hearts
-and in her own...

To each and everyone their lesson-
Their equal suffering in life...
Hers was no different...

But in that suffering,
A Victory, always earned.