A contradicting culture of dishonesty- A Poem

How righteously misguided are the supposedly highly educated. You talk a good game. Run a good con. Dance the dance of the flickering flame. You finesse. You caress. You romance. But at the end of the day…I see the lies. How not genuine are you? I don’t trust you as far as I can throw you. You smile. Tell tall tales, even buy a thing or two, but at your core there is something more. Someone I do not trust. Oh how horrible are Americans, but guess what nigga; you here with us! The educated are oft times the most dangerous. With that I’m sure you’d agree, but in all honesty I clearly see a difference between him and me. I’ll keep working. Playing the part. But it’s only a matter of time before you get your orders and blow us all apart.