They use positions and smiles
To crawl into our hearts
Playing at Samaritans while they
Want just to use us for being famished,
The problems we exorcise in front of them
Make them giggle.
If one day you rise, they envy you;
That’s how perilous you are to them.
They throw you,
You build you;
They badmouth and hate you.
This is rise and fall,
Even if it’s bad,
I just once witnessed the downfall;
I am scarlet red with no tail,
All they do, is for fail.
God rises dead trash,
Override effectiveness to sash;
That is hung by bad words said.
For their lips to taste,
Your name is their chive.