Clowns And Fools Poem by Mustafa Marconi

How can you look yourself in the mirror
And be content with what you see
Basking in the glory of shameless victories
The spoils of which compromises one’s dignity
For it is all an illusion, it is all a game
Painstakingly engineered for personal gain
The smiles, the firm handshake, and false concerns
The over abundance of compliments from which you can’t refrain
How can you look earnestly in the mirror
Satisfied with the images that you see
Taking people’s genuine goodness for weakness
As you befriend them with lies and dishonesty
Clowns and fools getting over
Smoking all day never buying a cigarette
Asking their victims to forgive them their trespasses
Hording resources and never paying debts
Over indulging parasitical attributes
Meticulously crafted through errors and trials
Approaching every scenario with philosophical dung
Given an inch they siphon a mile
How can look deep inside of your conscience
And rationalize that everything is all right
Smiling and greeting the people you’ve stepped on
As if the injured are brainless and void of hindsight
Shamelessly taking kindness for weakness
Leaches who extract the lifeblood of men
Clowns and fools who’ve mastered the get over
Who victims include their families and friends
Oh wretched architects of deception
Does not your ethics weigh heavy on your mind
Justifying your misdeeds with philosophical discrepancies
Hording your resources while scheming on mine