Living in a world of, “They say” with no answer to what “They say”. The propaganda of the beginning, and ending of something that was said… Not knowing who really said it, and why.

Is it the fair, fair ones who spread their wings to substance, and the diversity of the rest that caterer’s their character in ways that they were taught. The heads that dip’s to the rise, and a smile to show exception of whatever need’s the applause. The intimidating ones acknowledge this tone, and gesture of the joy that’s displayed, and directed to them.

            A spirit, that flaunts with great celebration of supremacy over the bows, and smiles displaying the untruths to follow.  A state of mind, no one can see and that we always seem to caterer with a false sense of character to the others. The same false sense of character; and nothing is ever meaningful to what, “They Say”.