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Nov 2023
The Devils Game

       Call me insensitive or call me whatever you wish, even call me down right mean
But in my eyes I can see the true evil
For now it’s so easily seen

The good are Evil and the Evil Good
This is the forced perception being sold
But I tell you that I wasn’t born yesterday
And literally I’m getting quite old

Now everything is offensive and you want
Me to tiptoe around your feelings
Yet you’re not so worried about mine
As you continue your agenda and dealings

Now men want to identify as Women
And Women want to identify as men
It’s an upside down world and time
Is quickly approaching the end

For my remaining days I will not surrender
And pretend and call you by another name
No offense but you need to understand
I refuse to play The Devil’s Game

Written By:Charles Kean
11/11/2023
Chuck Kean
Written by
Chuck Kean  62/M/Ohio
(62/M/Ohio)   
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