Friday, 27 April 2012
He Lies to Live
He was tall handsome and smart,
A smile could distinguish him from many,
But his ways of life was questionable.
He came to me,
Soft spoken clear voice,
As usual, greetings opened his needs.
A good listener, I pretended to be,
Nodding in confirmation and short answers,
He thought of scores,.. very wrong guess!
None could tell the guy was a conman,
Nothing could hint the motive of the guy,
He was just perfect, but I was much better.
His lies went in circles,
Confusion marked most parts in his story,
These made me realize who I was dealing with.
At the end he blessed me,
Walked away to another victim,
The same story..., he scored.