The Danger, poetic thought by George-B (©Always) (the smudge and other poems)

The Danger, poetic thought by George-B (©Always)

The Danger lurking in plain sight,
disguised
as benevolent face…
It holds a book,
of broken promises,
some secrets to be kept…
How more can one deceive,
another one with,
But selling all there is,
and getting bloated at it…
The epics of persona selling,
is just as old as slave trade,
yes, it is…

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