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Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Hypocrisy

Evil can wear a charming smile,
and speak delicious words,
that feel like rose petals.
Hypocrisy is dressed in fine disguise,
in many forms.
You point your finger,
lecture on your mind,
moral values anyone?
Have you forgotten
the skeletons in your closet.
Dusty since you abandoned them.
They come out,
while you sleep ,
dreaming of the life you lived.
Let your words be silent as the skeletons
begin to stir and dance.
Rise above the insecurity of your soul.
Speak the truth, for once.
Resist,
discuss,
be who you are meant to be. 

88 comments:

  1. This is a powerful indictment, Ayala. Especially effective to me is your last line: "Be who you are meant to be."

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  2. This little poem made me think deep several times. It really did touch home. The skeletons in my closet DO come out in my dreams. How did you know?!?!

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  3. Very well done! I immediately thought of the presidential campaigns gearing up.

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  4. tell it straight...i like the direct talk in this ...and rather not fond of hypocrisy...

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  5. Ooooohhhh! Say it clear and loud!

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  6. A strong little message for us all. Powerful ending line - and I much agree. Too often we get caught up in the images the world hides behind...we need to rise above our fear, above the willed ignorance, and bear our souls up with us...

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  7. I agree, everyone (me included) deserves to examine the differences between their beliefs and actions. Thank you for pointing this out in poem form. :D

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  8. yes - be who you are meant to be.. that's one thing that can't be said enough! enjoyed this a lot! great work

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  9. Love how you skipped the bull
    And told it with the punches you pull
    People should rise above the bs
    And this disguise mess
    Enjoyed this one alot
    Really great one shot

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  10. Dont even get me started with this topic cos I'd go on and on! Well done in writing this.

    Bless!

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  11. How the world needs your advice...

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  12. There are so many in public life I'd like to say this to--and who, really can afford the luxury to lecture another--yet so many seem to have no problem. Excellent, well-written and well-developed piece.

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  13. Can't I just be who I'm meant to be AND put another lock on the closet?

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  14. oh, this is fantastic. I love the direct, tell-it-like-it-is feel. None of us are free from weakness, free from fault, but it seems easier for some to pretend they are free from the dark sides we all have.

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  15. Too many people forget their own skeletons but are quick to speak out and judge others. Great points so well written. Words to remember and live by.

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  16. Lying is a lot of work to keep up. You are right to advise a rest. :)

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  17. yes!



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  18. Preach it sister! This poem feels like Church (the really good kind); how it builds in intensity as it goes along.

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  19. These words, incapsulated in this short poem smack with truth.

    Something we all need to investigate within our own hearts and behaviors.

    Right now....I am so sickened with politics and politicians, who abuse decency, and also the good laws of our land....(Dominique Strauss Kahn comes to mind) and pleads 'innocent'...when the facts would say other...

    How can we look at ourselves in the morning in the mirror? Hyprocrisy eats from within.

    Great poem, Ayala.

    Lady Nyo

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  20. What a good message, well delivered!

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  21. Oh my... been there and didn't have these words to say. Powerful. Speak the truth for once... way to stand up in truth, Ayala. I feel it.

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  22. Yep, be careful what stones you start throwing around!

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  23. Caroline,I don't believe it :)

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  24. Mama Zen, that's some of it. Thank you.

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  25. Brian, I am not a fan of it either....

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  26. Belinda, that's the way....

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  27. Oh but it's so much easier to spout stuff at someone else!

    I love your thoughtful poems, Ayala.

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  28. straight to the point! well done!
    great message here


    enjoyed this one very much!

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  29. So true, ayala. Evil has to wear as attractive a face as it can or else everyone would be warned. It's hard sometimes to see past the mask.

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  30. Great poem, with a lot of truth therein!

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  31. That's an excellent credo to go by, Ayala.. and very well penned too!
    Powerful and honest.. me likes!!!

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  32. I am me...all I can be, some will take it, some will leave! :) Thought provoking write, forcing us to point OUR OWN fingers towards ourselves and question who we are and what it is we stand for. Much easier to point at someone else...too easy by times! Great write that was much appreciated. :)

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  33. a thoughtful and thought-provoking piece, delicately put. nice one-shot!

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  34. Excellent poem with a perfect sentiment. I would almost rather be anything than a hypocrite.

    I also like that first image, by the way.

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  35. yep - it's best to address it directly and straight...as you did...sometimes though i guess we all tend to forget the skeletons in our closets..

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  36. Thank you, Emmanuel .
    Blessings.

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  37. Thank you Patricia. The world needs to look at themselves before pointing at anyone else.....

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  38. Ha, ha, Patricia ... You can put another lock and keep those skeletons away...

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  39. Thank you, Lori.....that is the truth.

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  40. Rachel.... Anything negative takes too much energy....

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  41. Lady Nyo,
    All that you mention here is true and I think people are sick of it!

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  42. Talon, once the mask is off the truth comes out....

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  43. Thank you, Natasha. I appreciate it :)

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  44. Thank you, Lady Jennie.
    Nice to see you again!
    :)

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  45. Love the poem Ayala and the image too. :)

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  46. I like some straight-shootin'... do it myself sometimes. My favourite of yours to date I think. Great piece

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  47. One word: Arnold. Another word: disgust. It's not nearly as eloquent as your poem, but I'm feeling the same emotions!

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  48. Forget the skeletons? Nope. They're that unforgettable! Straight up delivery.. I like it!

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  49. A perceptive and authentic write, which has the added dimension of truth. Great job.

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  50. strong words. . . very well said.

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  51. Stacia, one of many disappointments.....

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  52. Had to read this, go away...come back and read it again. Hypocrisy worries me, cause I've taken so long in life to know myself and let myself be free from others' expectations. I strive for genuine, but, I'm sure still miss the mark. Really love the way you get me/us thinking!

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  53. "Have you forgotten
    the skeletons in your closet.
    Dusty since you abandoned them.
    They come out,
    while you sleep"

    nice series there, great write! ~ Rose

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  54. Thank you, Adrienne. Always be yourself.....

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  55. "Be who you are meant to be." Love this line and the core of this poem. Thanks Ayala.

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  56. YES! For some it's so difficult to keep those skeletons from dancing around in someone else's business!

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  57. Yes,Lolamouse...it seems that we all know them!

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  58. It felt as if I had already read this one.. I know now- that's because we all have demons in us!
    Talking of skeletons.. well, I know many people who love to snap a tendon just when I am off guard..
    BOOMERANG! What goes around, comes around!

    All my skellies are "displayed" on my blog already! Beneath our smiles are indeed some bones..

    well said- hugs xxxxx

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  59. Thank you, Olivia. I hope all is well :) xxxx

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