Hidden Hyde

This is the first I write of you

Just to show others a different view

Of how you treat me and how you spew

Words of hate and actions so rude. 

Most would write love and laughter,

But how is that possible when all that you're after

Is money, materials, and nothing that matters.

You're quick to judge but slow to realize

You're the hypocrite, sounding out wolf cries.

You care nothing of knowledge; you just sit by,

You don't push for future; you don't shoot for wise.

Me, I'm a comfort; a mother; a teacher

But for some reason I'm not good enough for the preacher

You seem to be, pointing out my "horrible" flawed features.

You could careless of genuine or true,

This is what comes of what you do

Just meaningless words that you'll never view

This is the first I write of you.

-A

Reviews

[Rye]

This is so very good, I really enjoyed this write, love the flow

[emipoemi]

This is awesome. I love the structure, the rhymes, the flow, the narrative! It's very well imagined and well constructed, especially with the nod at the end back to the beginning. The second line of the second triad is a tad iffy in musicality and "careless" I believe is supposed to say "care less". Other than those two minor factors, brava! Well done! Much enjoyed this.

[Locke Redwyne (night sy..]

I love the rhymes and the flow of the song.
maybe "horrid" flawed features?
otherwise i love it

[Chris]

Sometimes we're asleep at the switch and the awakening is way beyond traumatic...