Fake Poem by Matt Burgett

To follow a path
And to veer off sharp
To avoid them all
Like a slave in the dark

You dip and dash
To dodge all that you can
You hide from the real questions
And bury your head in the sand

But mechanical you must be
The way you run up that hill
I can almost see it now
You can not be real

And these words are an insult
Or they would be to me
To get called a fake
Turns all friends to enemies

So this could damage you
And put your reputation at stake
If I chose to expose you to the world
Because I know that you are fake

And the heavens will not accept
But Hell will gladly welcome
A fake like you
Into there Hellatious kingdom