"Camelian"

We change with the scenery, we blend with the crowd,
We share our opinions, just to change them out loud,
"Camelian" I'd like to say, for nothings what we see,
Not coworkers, nor friends, not even whats known as me.

How many would admit it, without a whisper to a friend,
An insult, or two, but about you in the end,
Once you've left, who knows what all might have to say,
For your a friend, "That Is" until you've went away.

It's no secret, "Camelians", they have nothing to fear,
It's every time we gossip, it's all we see and hear,
They make believe, and as camelians, we always go along,
Believing we aren't as bad, pointing out where they were wrong.

This is a very good poem.
Thanks for sharing!
(and welcome to brainmeta.com)

Silke Lance

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