Sheltered shame
By
Helen Constantine
On erratic rounds through doors, corridors
And hidden dark corners
She creeps about, by day and by night
Peeping and listening, well out of sight
Stalking her victims, who recoil in fear and fright?
Or in due course, somehow take flight.
Cloaked in her perfectly woven facade
She's forever here, there and everywhere
Conducting some so-called kindness
That's neither here nor there
And clearly insincere
Copyright by Helen Constantine July 2010
All my poems can be found in my book of poems "Sail With Me"
All my poems can be found in my book of poems "Sail With Me"
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