Theft No One Suspects Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

There are those shallow who will steep,
To darkened levels hoping to receive...
An attention felt deserving to get.
And with no regret detected,
Use theft no one suspects.
With an evilness kept at such depth,
Effectively suppressed and finessed.

With an aim to steal credit,
From another with smiles but is victimized.
With no acknowledgement at all,
What is produced in duress and told lies...
Is about to be stolen,
By one who smiles but hides...
A wolf under sheep disguise.

And the doing of nothing but sit on their rears,
Are those who fantasize the hearing of cheers.
And if denied their eyes begin to tear.
With hopes to get an empathy that's wished,
By those blind by deceivers...
Who are unable to sense dishonestness.
Or intentions of this expressed.

And the doing of nothing but sit on their rears,
Are those who fantasize the hearing of cheers.
While those who produce in duress and told lies...
Do not recognize the ones who hide,
An effective evilness kept...
Over a wolf disguised by yet classified.