Pretence

An escape route that diverges in numerous exits,
I react or flee from terminal actions,

Through the dark,
                  I turn to night....
Through the day,
                  I turn to light.....
A parasitical hypocrite I am
I'm a Pretender,
I've got several feathers in my wings
I'm a defender'
In a swaying gait, I sting or sprint.

Mechanically I;
             Snitch,
             Camouflage,
             'Hypo criticise',

A beatnik in disguise of my wealth,
pro'bly I'll find me a true love.

When the sky is fallin' I snitch on humans,
I switch to clouds and extrude my anger on 'em too.

Like a green snake in the green grass,
I'll camouflage and blur the visions of the eagle.

I'm black in Africa- power ain't enough,
I'm white in Europe- racism is truly dark,
I coarse- to associate with the rough,
I smooth- to mingle with the dove hearts...

I'm deceit,
                I'm hoax,
                               I'm a tort.

I'm sorry that I'm a pretender.
I hate being guilty or convicted of wrong,
In my self righteousness I'm the most tender
deep down inside of me I'm the justified one

I swear I'm as worse as breathing life again when a buzzard descends for my carcass just to pretend I was never dead.