The Covert Astute Side

Strange it seems what change, Change the constant out can bill,

Play with human emotions, bend, contort, twist them at will.

Times change, situations remodel, sees the world a transition,

Metamorphosize do people, their attitudes none too oblivious to grotesque revision.


Covered by a translucent blanket of concealed untold feelings, an unseen mask they wear,

Wonder I how the weight of such camouflaged, covert senses they so easily bear.

No longer true to themselves, let alone the surrounding fraternity, veraciously true to be they so blatantly feign,

Yet mix so efficaciously among all they do for flagrant lies,deception, aspersion today so undauntedly reign.


With such discrepancy in one's nature with time, intangible and ambiguous a person's temperament,

To trust it does obviate, leaving you in a weary predicament.

  Makes you think "A kiss today, a stab tomorrow will it be",

For that wait my friend for witness to it shall be only time and destiny.


Friends you helped graciously in their hour of need and penury,

In hope of them thanking you in your times formidable, challenging, for your magnanimity,

Now having climbed the ladder they so conspicuously in your miseries revel,

Casting you aside with profane sense of impiety like a street pebble.


A joke shared a moment ago with false promises of supporting mentally and morally,

Conned they you next, leaving an interminable remorse of ever developing close contiguity.

A mask they pose, come as friends dearer than the sweetest fairy possible,

With hearts green and selfish minds depart they doing inordinate damage incorrigible.


Be not beguiled my friends by looks and promising faces alone,

Possess the spirit to look into one's intent and soul through and through like a hole.

Root out the counterfeit lying inside you, throw off that astute mask, behold your peerless side,

And lead an impeccable life with the laws of healthy friendship humanity abide.