I Am a Pariah for a Damned Good Reason

Appearance so spellbinding,
each glimmer, a smile compiling
intentions on fire and subtlety bereft,
this adept killing of truths
kept at bay for status alone,
sewn into DNA, and betrayed
by a will to gain favor,
a stroke of support
for all they aught to be;
yet shattered they’d be
if the truth was known,
their wily abuse of the truth
so prone to falter,
if honesty was held to account.

They parade like models,
swishing and twirling, smiles so warm,
as hearts a flutter,
admiration a gluttonous maraud,
and yet beneath all the glamour,
the stealth and the pragmatic ways
of a hammer,
they shove you into positions
they want, for their mission
is to control;
you, in a false sense of security,
believe their annuity and buckle
under the warmth you think is your own,
how special you are as a drone.

Too many times I see
this soulless, heartless abyss,
driving souls to comply,
when they don’t even know why,
lost in the appearance
designed to placate all the rot
of devious forays,
malicious curvaceous ways
to manipulate a mind,
just because of appearance
and misrepresentation;
how I am over this sexist rubbish,
insincerity and lies I can no longer stomach,
just to get their way.

I am a pariah,
for a damned good reason.

Tony DeLorger © 2018

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Tony DeLorger

Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for Allpoetry.com, Google+, tonydwtf.blogspot.com.au
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