Ode to a Chameleon

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Ode to a Chameleon

 

 

 

I’m told that people like you feel no remorse when confronted

You don’t see anything wrong with what you did, so feel like a victim

Being narcissistic, egotistical and amoral

That could be the reason you are unable to empathize.

 

Kindly, approachable, in a secret predator disguise…

 

And that, in hind sight, is what makes your type oh so dangerous.

Corrupted by power you manipulate the innocent.

Who would not leave a child with you, the revered, trusted and wise?

Unbeknownst cloaked so humbly he be the purveyor of harm.

 

And honestly, where else could a safer place possibly be…

 

In outward appearances, a guide, a shining beacon of trust.

The quality that's missing is a conscience, a moral sense,

An ethical code, a rudder, determining right and wrong.

Without that direction, you have become a slave to your lust.

 

Righteous blindness anchors your tarnished halo firmly in place…

 

To counter guilt you were convinced  you did nothing but help her.

A lost lamb all alone, you guided her to show her the way.

Nothing was ever done to deliberately hurt the child.

You never did see yourself in that pedophilic mirror.

 

That was not even thinkable, to you, a man of the cloth…

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