The Isolate

Aloof you stand, aloof, alone

High moral ground you make your throne,

So sacrosanct as one to be

Despoiled by pride's hypocrisy.

Above the fray that hostile stare

Entrenched, assured to show the care

That others err whilst you yourself,

Preen with sanctimonious wealth.

Aloof you stand, aloof alone

Enshrouded destitute, poor crone.

Reviews

[Shimmerbliss/CAF]

A great portrayal of hypocrisy and arrogance. Can't believe I see so few reviews of your work. I like your writings and will be back to read more.