The true character of a person may be camouflaged, but, sooner or later, it may suddenly reveal its true color.

The man whom I thought

to be so full of ease,

cool and refreshing

as the ocean breeze,

Is now the man I really know not,

harsh as the wind, gusty and hot!

Dust in my eye, mean as could be

blurs my true vision

Of the man I see,

while I start to reflect

a trifle and pause:

Could money and rank

be the ultimate cause?

I think, not at all,

for a fine stock, indeed,

could never have altered

its original breed.

Indeed, the character once I knew

is presently colored

a different hue.

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  • nutuba on Feb 16, 2009

    “… Indeed, the character once I knew is presently colored a different hue…” This is beautiful imagery. Nicely done!

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