Poems about Hypocrisy
#hypocrisy
Poems about hypocrisy and insincerity. Poems about individuals, groups, politicians and corporations being hypocritical, claiming to have noble qualities and beliefs, which they do not really have.
Outspokenness
If you’re holding a grudge against me, don’t greet me.
I don’t want anybody to pretend to be my friend.
Frankly, it doesn’t matter whether you like me or not.
I don’t socialise with hypocrites and evil-minded persons.
Don’t attempt to satisfy me by giving me something.
I can’t think of a gift that will make me feel good.
I’m not covetous of your ability and financial status.
You can’t impress me, for I’m not a typical person.
I don’t entertain close-fisted persons and freeloaders.
Furthermore, I never queued for handouts,...
I don’t want anybody to pretend to be my friend.
Frankly, it doesn’t matter whether you like me or not.
I don’t socialise with hypocrites and evil-minded persons.
Don’t attempt to satisfy me by giving me something.
I can’t think of a gift that will make me feel good.
I’m not covetous of your ability and financial status.
You can’t impress me, for I’m not a typical person.
I don’t entertain close-fisted persons and freeloaders.
Furthermore, I never queued for handouts,...
#friendship
#food
#myself
#hypocrisy
#funeral
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88%
88 percent of women,would agree that they do a lot of people pleasing. Much more than men.
Honestly,that behaviour is so crazy.
At a point,women still think that they are free.
Women,conform too their environment;
How they look.
How they smell.
How they should feel.
88 percent of women,are still grieving
about the hatred of them,by men,throughout history.
©SukiSushiCrown.11/09/2023
Honestly,that behaviour is so crazy.
At a point,women still think that they are free.
Women,conform too their environment;
How they look.
How they smell.
How they should feel.
88 percent of women,are still grieving
about the hatred of them,by men,throughout history.
©SukiSushiCrown.11/09/2023
#hate
#lies
#silence
#TruthOfLife
#hypocrisy
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get some knee pads already
I caught myself
mid eye roll
hands tossed in the air
thinking "again...here we go"
but I paused for a beat
and gave it full my consideration
despite my usual frustration
I really needed to understand
why you do...
...what you do
and I think I'm finally on to you
I know why your knees take a beating
head bent in pious penance
wringing fingers in invocation
there in your habitual pew
on display in prominent view
or elbows braced on the edge of your bed
and this...
mere...
mid eye roll
hands tossed in the air
thinking "again...here we go"
but I paused for a beat
and gave it full my consideration
despite my usual frustration
I really needed to understand
why you do...
...what you do
and I think I'm finally on to you
I know why your knees take a beating
head bent in pious penance
wringing fingers in invocation
there in your habitual pew
on display in prominent view
or elbows braced on the edge of your bed
and this...
mere...
#secrets
#religion
#hypocrisy #choices
#hypocrisy #choices
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Mickey Mouse Hat Of Horns

#evil
#tragedy
#hypocrisy
#sacrifice
#manipulation
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Zealot
My friend the Zealot
Shot me with a pellet
Angry as I didn't bow my head just right
During this implosion
And the batteries corrosion
We couldn't read the gospel
Cause hell, I didn't have the light
So I asked the pastor
After this disaster
How do you get the cathedral to shine so bright
He looked me in the eye
Said it would be fine
A tithe they would collect
To commit my crime
And I...
Shot me with a pellet
Angry as I didn't bow my head just right
During this implosion
And the batteries corrosion
We couldn't read the gospel
Cause hell, I didn't have the light
So I asked the pastor
After this disaster
How do you get the cathedral to shine so bright
He looked me in the eye
Said it would be fine
A tithe they would collect
To commit my crime
And I...
#anger
#politics
#religion #hypocrisy
#religion #hypocrisy
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Drabatha the pram pushing gossip
Obnoxious, gesturing stretched mammy muff.
Was that meant to intimidate me?
So what are you going to do?
Smash a plastic baby bottle in my face? Whip my ass with an ever so soft nappy? Get the teddy bear mafia on me? Run after me flapping those elastic snapped fishy gills against your thighs as you wheeze after behind me? Run me over with your cabbage patch baby buggy? Poke a pair of rubber teats in my eyes? Batter me with used wet wipes? How about bludgeoning me to death with your milk extractor pump? Squeeze your acne over me?
...
Was that meant to intimidate me?
So what are you going to do?
Smash a plastic baby bottle in my face? Whip my ass with an ever so soft nappy? Get the teddy bear mafia on me? Run after me flapping those elastic snapped fishy gills against your thighs as you wheeze after behind me? Run me over with your cabbage patch baby buggy? Poke a pair of rubber teats in my eyes? Batter me with used wet wipes? How about bludgeoning me to death with your milk extractor pump? Squeeze your acne over me?
...
#hypocrisy
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Makes cents
assault weapons should be legal
and
abortion not
after all
bullets need targets
and
abortion not
after all
bullets need targets
#politics
#greed
#ignorance #hypocrisy
#ignorance #hypocrisy
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Scent Of Ennui
A disillusioned Sandman scorned
wandering in dark psychoanalysis
with a self-portrait of a fool
fading into his own obscurity
with a scent of a narcissistic ennui
drowning in sin like a greenfly
with a weak lullaby stealing fleece
wandering in dark psychoanalysis
with a self-portrait of a fool
fading into his own obscurity
with a scent of a narcissistic ennui
drowning in sin like a greenfly
with a weak lullaby stealing fleece
#corruption
#greed
#hypocrisy #deception
#hypocrisy #deception
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Cut Bait and Run
At all costs, Go Fish, for the jugular,
listening to voices, screaming
"Who is that shadow, dressed in black?
revolving in life's Lotto, or better yet,
until we cut bait and run
with no confessor to bail
cut off at the knees by the man in black
in Charon's Cadillac
with no face to lie to
listening to voices screaming
listening to voices, screaming
"Who is that shadow, dressed in black?
revolving in life's Lotto, or better yet,
until we cut bait and run
with no confessor to bail
cut off at the knees by the man in black
in Charon's Cadillac
with no face to lie to
listening to voices screaming
#dark
#corruption
#hypocrisy #deception
#hypocrisy #deception
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Fool's Paradise
Whittling me a fool
haunting me a twilight
of the fluted veiled locust
stuffing the pod with my bean
of narcissism's lean linguine
touching the minds of imbeciles
reciting from my lord's chair
piping me the solstice
with a sinister theme
whittling me a fool
haunting me a twilight
of the fluted veiled locust
stuffing the pod with my bean
of narcissism's lean linguine
touching the minds of imbeciles
reciting from my lord's chair
piping me the solstice
with a sinister theme
whittling me a fool
#lies
#hypocrisy
#deception
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Your Own Highway
Cold death's inferno a suffocating insomnia
exposing intellectuals in life's little effigy
waiting to leap on ill-gotten quiche
of mendacity's fed grandeur of delusion
devouring own crow where own dark feast
garden nymphs from their own minds keep
dangling from a tree, betrayed by hypocrisy
cold death's inferno a suffocating insomnia
exposing intellectuals in life's little effigy
waiting to leap on ill-gotten quiche
of mendacity's fed grandeur of delusion
devouring own crow where own dark feast
garden nymphs from their own minds keep
dangling from a tree, betrayed by hypocrisy
cold death's inferno a suffocating insomnia
#dark
#lies
#hypocrisy #deception
#hypocrisy #deception
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Sleeping With Narcissists
Scorning the essence of Autumn
a cold bruise of a pale shadow
excommunicated by landlords
of nature's beanery, weeping,
in the feral moonlight
with no time for the Wisteria
undisturbed in poetic words
and the habitat of the bees
now sleeping with narcissists
a cold bruise of a pale shadow
excommunicated by landlords
of nature's beanery, weeping,
in the feral moonlight
with no time for the Wisteria
undisturbed in poetic words
and the habitat of the bees
now sleeping with narcissists
#hypocrisy
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