Whites Sepulchre Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg

Although he may purport to be, a paragon of piety.
His “Hobby” of photography, a cover for pornography
The more perverse the faster sales, because his market never fails
He grows rich from obscenity although outwardly he seems to be.
An honest upright gentleman and a professing Christian.
Apparently respectable. Which goes to show you cannot tell.
What lies behind the masks we wear, we do not ask we do not dare.
The public image we present can be destroyed by accident
When at long last he is brought to book exposed for what he is a crook.
We look again and we can see the depths of his depravity.
Although it takes us by surprise he loses stature in our eyes.
We used to hold him in respect, we see him now as a reject.
from all polite society and view his downfall gleefully.

5-Dec-08

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