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Post by EMPATHY on Oct 5, 2009 3:20:08 GMT 1
When we see something - is it what we really see ? when we are TOLD something - is it true what we hear? OR is it a camoflauge.
A MORAL TO THE POEM - A LOW PROFILE PERSISTS.
Camouflage Don’t we all camouflage? In one way or another, With makeup or a hairdo Hiding flaws from each other Some hide a lifestyle Ashamed to show true self Dressing up like Santa Where the wife may play the elf Some men dye their hair and beard Wear clothes all the rage Able to fool the crowd About their actual age Some wear expensive attire Drive cars beyond their means Presenting a wealthy façade When they’re actually lacking greens Some have pain they never show So they smile and make a joke If they were forced to share The tears would make them choke Some have addictions To camouflage the hole Inhabitations they can’t reveal Locked up in their soul Don’t we all camouflage? Things we’d like to say Things we may be thinking Things in the fray?
Author unknown.
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