A sheep in wolf’s clothing

They exist

Just as surely as wolf in sheep’s clothing

They hide in the howl

They hide in the pride

Their false bravado

So many names

For them all the same

Yet best is narcissist

Their weakness they seek to hide

With words and lies being an afficionado

They speak with out substance yet always on the prowl


They speak of glory

Longing for any to hear their story

They speak of self

They speak of nothing worth hearing

For their words are meaningless

As are their actions

They recoil when confronted

Relying on taunts and tactics proven spineless

They lose traction

Pity the pour souls for they long for comfort

Because after all that’s what their fearing


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