by GeNtLeJoHn1469Meath, Ireland
Nov 2014 701 Views 2 comments
Chinese Whispers
They
Are the bullies
In the home
The office
And workplace,
They are an artist
Seasoned
In manipulation
Deception
Scattering the seeds
Of dissent,
Playing mind games
For recreation
Obsessed
With the sound
Of their own voice,
With the skill
To wound with words
Said in jest
But fly as daggers,
They plant thoughts
Like grenades
Erupting
In explosive laughter,
Are the bullies
In the home
The office
And workplace,
They are an artist
Seasoned
In manipulation
Deception
Scattering the seeds
Of dissent,
Playing mind games
For recreation
Obsessed
With the sound
Of their own voice,
With the skill
To wound with words
Said in jest
But fly as daggers,
They plant thoughts
Like grenades
Erupting
In explosive laughter,
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Nov 2014
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JOHN.