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You are the predator,

With talons concealed

Laced with a potent,

Lethal concoction

Disarming smile

Paralyzing tongue

Preying upon

The vulnerable

I will not suffer it,

To entertain your entreaty

A master of cunning

Though I’m not so beguiled

Feigning bewilderment,

Despondency

Others may waver,

But I am unphased

Your manicured etiquette

A Trojan horse

Disguising subservience

As creativity

Not one fucking cell

In your body organic

A plain manufacture,

A facsimile

You who once forbade us

From seeking the truth

Now think yourself a champion

Of free inquiry

An inquisitor general,

You’ve merely switched hats

Playing the victim,

With blood on your hands

It’s a self righteous

Faux-martyrdom

These wolves in sheeps clothing

Carve out for themselves

So remain vigilant

And be on your guard

Reject their deception

And strike viciously

It’s a self righteous

Faux-martyrdom

These wolves in sheeps clothing

Carve out for themselves

So remain vigilant

And be on your guard

Reject their deception

And strike viciously