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role reversal I

a poem

By Sun BeePublished 3 years ago • Updated 3 months ago • 1 min read
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the world has broken down its walls

after you left us all

some individuals decided to change and never told me about it

they insisted on their immutability

however, the circumstances were against them

because my capability spotting fakes is huge

give me all the identical ones and I differentiate them

the lying ones and the true ones

there is no philosophy in it

as others take us for fools

they only pretend to lure

us to their lair

to strike with even more deceit

for whatever reasons everything was done

money, power, lack of guts

to admit that I mattered

in this strange puppet theatre;

now that we’ve all said and done

tell me everyone, where is the ball?

you supposed to keep a sharp eye on it

but you let it roll recklessly

and now it’s my turn to play with it

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for dad

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Sun Bee

UK-based

BA in Cultural Studies

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Crime Fiction: Love

Poetry: Friend

Psychology: Salvation

A real writer with real experience, not always understood.

Deeply rooted in humanity.

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    Written by Sun Bee