John W. McEwers

Veteran Poet - 1,178 Points (6/20/1980 / Nova Scotia, Halifax)

You Aren'T Foolin' Me, Mister - Poem by John W. McEwers

It took me less than a second
to know that I wouldn't believe for a second
that you're as kind as you pretend to be.

Sure, you go through all the motions
help all the people,
flaunt your peacock feathers
of seeming altruism.

But I'm onto you.

I know who you are
cause I feel it
like a red nail.
Your smile is too sincere,
and your concern too comforting,
so knock off the game.
Act like what I've decided you are
so I can be right about something
instead of super wrong like god damned always.

Topic(s) of this poem: failure


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 29, 2015

Poem Edited: Saturday, August 29, 2015


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