By: Cedric McClester

All skinfolk ain’t kinfolk
People that’s no joke
Some you’d love to  hug and kiss
Others you could choke
Some will be there when you need
Someone to go for broke
Others hang around your neck
Like a wooden yoke

Every brother ain’t a brother
Same or different mother
Some you feel a natural bond with
Others you wanna smother
Some you’re really glad to see
Others make you run for cover
Some can have you deceived
Up until you discover

Every friend ain’t a friend
Who’ll be there to the end
Although that’s the message
That they try to send
Some are in you corner
Up until the very end
Others are the kind
Who fool you and pretend

All that glitters isn't gold
Despite the size
Of your bank roll
Often the karatis you are told
Isn’t always
What you’re sold
Cos even slicksters
Can be rolled
















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