Kept Secret From An Ugliness Unknown
L Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The good ones
Are not often depicted,
To be the kind
You'd find,
Using a bathroom in their homes.
The bad ones
Are always those perceived,
In need of the good ones
To lead with their assistance,
On the right path.
The good ones
Are always spoken of as being nice and liked
With voices sweet and appealing.
The bad ones
Are rumored to be heartless,
Ruthless and crazed
By the good ones.
And nasty tempered people.
Who curse and treat them mean
For no apparent reason,
The good ones say.
Left them amazed
The good ones
Lie and cheat.
With the twisting of truths,
To those they initially meet
And those made to look bad
Who are victims of character assassinations,
To use by the good ones
For purposes to discreetly deceive others,
With their hidden agendas
Kept secret from an ugliness unknown,
But to the 'bad' ones shown.
The bad ones know of this.
And have already experienced,
Being victimized by this wickedness.
And come forward to speak of it.
'You would never believe what happened to me! '
~Really?
You're one of the bad ones.
Right? ~
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