Cheaters

Hiding behind steely blackraccoon eyes while

Employing the sly stealthof slinking red foxes,

You slither through tallgrass seeking a quarry

Who you might manipulate,bait and devour.

 

Seeking that tinted edgelayered with lies all

Tied up with ribbons inpretty pink boxes,

No caution or conscience,no time to be sorry.

Just sky-high ambitionswith visions of power.

 

Bend a rule here.

Hedge a bet there.

“Hey! Look over yonder. “
“Honest! I swear! “

“You know you can trustme.”

“Would I lie to you? “

“Pay you back double in aday –

Maybe two. “

 

Approach all with caution

This carnival booth.

Cheaters abound here,

            Immune to the truth.