One Face Too ManyA Poem by ReedWriteRambling again![]() There you are with your plastic Ken-doll face, Photo-shopped perfection, in time and space. Those ooo’s and aww’s…and society’s applause, You wear sainthood with such humility and grace.
Yet behind closed doors the guise melts away, Shriek your obscenities, oh bird of prey. The façade crumbles…the demon rumbles One face too many…a strategic display.
There you are in your mask of silver and gold, Hammered into perfection, the idealized mold. Those approving nods…from paragons and gods, And with thirty bright coins you’re bought and sold.
Yet behind closed doors let pretenses fade, Scream your invectives, sharpen your blade. The façade crumbles…the demon rumbles One face too many…the deceiver's charade.
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