Pot And Kettle

'Increasingly it seems,
People are incapable...
To leave well enough alone.
Left that way to stay.
Yet will always find,
An excuse made to say...
Why it is others can not find the time,
To mind their own business.'

Like the pot calling the kettle black, right?

'Close.
And familiar is the analogy.
Although I am not into that kind of animation.
However,
Each to their way to delude what is denied...
To pretend and fiction what it is they do.'

Exactly.
Done to use and avoid,
The truth for what truth is!

'I see it this way...
Convenience is the key,
That opens the door for accusations to make.
And where would we be as a people,
Without deceptions created to celebrate.
From a molehill made into a mountain.
Never to arrive to the summit identified.'

I...uh...
Huh?
I like my tastes to remain basic.
You know...
Not complicated.
I go to my kitchen,
For one purpose.
And one purpose only.
To use whatever I need to cook,
What it is I am wanting to eat.
Without a pot, pan or kettle to ask,
For opinions.

'Think about it.'

I think not!
You're trying to start something.
And that 'something' I'm not in the mood for!
Why can't you just leave alone,
What's alone to leave?
Aren't there enough nuts cracked...
Running around loose.
Claiming themselves to be patriotic?
And loyal to beliefs needing serious scrutiny!