Living in Disguise

I feel as I live in sunny skies,
While others live in disguise;
They pretend to be in the pink,
But deception all do they think.

Maybe it is impossible to tell,
Their commander is from hell;
Thinking ways to cheat and lie,
Acting like a boastful wise guy.

You know the type filled inside,
Nothing but a vanity and pride;
As they plant a variety of seed,
Blooming such a lustful greed.

A con-man at heart trying to lure,
With temptation through a door;
Such treasure as though to seem,
Far beyond your wildest dream.

Their subtle negative attitude,
Transpires into just how rude;
But Jesus will come to ridicule,
Showing who really is the fool.

Richard Newton Sherrer

Copyright ©2006 Richard Newton Sherrer

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