You are not the ones for love to know, <br />You are not the ones for life to please, <br />All you hunt is dirty euro dough, <br />It's, in fact, a terrible disease. <br /> <br />Your infected ego is inflated, <br />It will burst and poison all your veins. <br />Even when the beast is saturated, <br />It is still your helplessness that reigns. <br /> <br />Every step you take will be declared <br />As the most expected epic fall. <br />I'm the only poet who has dared <br />To announce the truth, to say it all.<br /><br />April Avalon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-truth-172/
