Exclaim you are the prophet of “truth.”
How about you stop yapping and deliver some proof.
Cause your rhetoric is fragmented at best.
Forever cycling in realms of deranged.
Passing comment as if you’re God.
Your statements sound more like fraud.
An infant pretending they have matured.
Desperate for everyone to applaud,
And title you as a genius.
Might be why so few of us take you serious.
No true intellect lobbies for praise.
Every word out your mouth is a cliche.
People only cheer because you paid for their day.
Double dealing likes its a job.
Appearance confirms you are a slob.
Barely capable of forming a sentence.
No doubt wanting some kind of recompense.
Yet slander is the only language you speak.
Spout would be a more accurate thing to say you leak.
Fixated on sowing division en masse.
Good description of you would be crass.
Obsession with breeding negativity.
Simon A Jackson - Writer 