Moral Disputes
He hopes it will hide his faults,
For developing morals wouldn’t be in question.
Instead he’ll create your illusion, your perfect life… he’s trapped you.
And he’s given you a beach in your back yard, you’ll stare across the abyss and you’ll certainly miss what you thought he was.
You’ve smelled their sweaty perfume emit from his pores as he confesses his love for you.
He will forever cry, “I’ve given you the dream, my dear, for you and you only.”
What makes you stay, for you can find all this away from his silent torture.
Advice to you; when he’s on his knees in the midst of his plead kick him down, the same way he would to you.
Run, my friend, far away for life is the shortest venture you will encounter.
Make it something you love.
Devon Azulay
