IDENTITY

Walking for the decades and miles

Dead weight and worthless as flies

Bound to end and suffer while alive

Selfishness and materialistic is the drive

I see you all and for what you are

Immoral and vanity is your layer

Above all else you think you lay

One fall, and

You break like all other pot clay

Righteousness is your outer face

When rubbed hard,

Will reveal your monstrous menace

Showing the fake identity is your play

That is only the means to truth’s delay

In the end,

 It will always be the reality that will prevail

Fake faces and layers will be the first to fail