Spitting fire

You think that your smoke and mirrors can cover

The fire your spitting

The time your wasting

The way your stalling

You Hope that I don't see

The picture your painting

The way you talk

The colors your pouring

Well I've got news

I see it all

I know it all

I tell it all

And I'm gonna

Let the world know what I know

Let the words pour like water

Let the picture paint itself

Reviews

[Geralyn Miller]

Nice work, It is satisfying to pull the curtain down that shrouds those hide behind smoke and mirrors. Nothing like a little light to reveal the truth.

[{A}shley {B}lack @-;-]

A very well written expressive poem I loved the flow of this poem and how in the end it all comes together with the reference to the painting well done