Go Kiss Bricks

There are people at the door,
Complaining with claims...
You have no reason to ignore them.
Or their efforts to make gains.

'Are they the same people at the door,
Who in the past ignored my interest...
To assist with their efforts,
Long before? '

I'm not sure.
But I 'think' they heard you.

'Why do you say that? '

They left with a taking of a few steps back.
Your character I believe they came to attack.
And then you mentioned activities,
They remembered to be facts.
And with embarrassed looks,
They disappeared and fast.

'Did you recognize anyone? '

You know how quickly people change their masks.
One day they will say they are on your side.
And the next day wont speak as if you should ask.

'Ask what? '

To go kiss bricks before they pass.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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