Ode To Hypocrisy

You have won many hearts

Than one ever can,

By dint of your intriguing designs:

Tailored lies, illicit praise,

Compromising moral, obsessive self,

And tantalizing traps.

You have caused a hazardous havoc

Few would fathom. Alas! Fathom alone,

As little had you left to redress:

Broken hearts, bereaved relationships,

Estranged souls, and despaired lots.

You masochist! What pleasure

You seek in a transient win,

Against the invincible Truth

That no impervious veil can cover

But for a while.

Desert us you, deceitful devil

Before the next dawn,

Before the deleterious designs

Of your dogged disciples

Earn them, and you, an epitaph

That intimidates your posterity.