Gestures always so polite
Doesn't seem right
Impurity and doubts
Falsely sweetened mouths

Good to the worst
No bitter words burst
No expression of offence
Nothing said in defence

So sweet, so easy going
So tolerant, so loving
No respect for self?
Left the heart on the shelf?

Observing the moves
Following the cue
Now I see you
You are one by two.

A brain so sly
Always telling a lie
Fooling honest souls
To reach your vicious goals

Talking ill behind ones back
Frankness you lack
I pity thy soul
It’s gone for a toll

Not brave, not true
A coward in you