The Art of the Award Winning Poet Igor Goldkind

The Wolves Amongst Us

The Wolves Amongst Us

Bah black sheep, hiding under your wool.
Do you think that you’re invisible?
That we don’t see you hiding behind your hand job smile?

Bah, black sheep, you’ve infiltrated the herd as if,
Your recipe for disaster
Wasn’t to drive us off the cliff.

Your platitudes are empty
Your please for unity absurd
When we know your one true aim has always been to thin the herd.

There’s always been two sides to the story
Since the first time we ever asked why,
There’s always been two sides to the story:
First,
The truth and then the lie.

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