How Not Thou Art

How not thou art.
To thyself honest.
Or others to deceive.

How not thou art.
Committed to truth.
Habitually you lie.
And the lies you tell,
Are believed to leave...
Behind you purposely.

How not thou art.
Mentally secure.
Or aware and conscious enough to care,
Of others anywhere,
Who do not share your sentiments.
Sentiments distanced from common sense.

How not thou art.
Grounded.
How not thou art.
Down to Earth to claim you are.
How not thou art.
Of a sound mind found.
Yet thou art followed around,
As if what you do makes nectar.
Better than a collective,
Of jive talking street dwellers selling...
Vanilla coated B.S.
Yet yours to cover in chocolate,
You tell it told is better licked to last...
With a flavor remembered never to forget.

How not thou art,
To thyself honest.
Yet thou art,
A creator of division.
A mess leaving deceiver.
And a liar who habitually attracts,
Those addicted to self inflicting traps.
To know...
How thou art is not one to trust.
Yet is to follow and enjoy self destruction!

How not thou art,
Sane.
Nor blamed to be,
A magician of hypnotic misdeeds.
A disciple of evil thou art and followed!
Loved.
As this vulture preys!
Loved.
Thou art this vulture.
Who craves the staying to prey.
Caring less for the well-being of humanity!