Pretense

Pretense

Trickery and fraud they come as billows

Hidden and behind the umbra of shadows

Strew bright candles in the dark world

And unearth this double edged sword

Be relentless and never waver
Better yet, put bugs on the receiver

Then you'll hear to your grimace
what lies beneath the pretty face

With sick limbs from his protruding belly

The house bound Erap would die of envy

From the perfect cloak of her pretense

Granting her an image so pure and cleanse

The putrid Marcos would rise from the coffin
And dance merrily to the incessant rhythm

Of the impending marching of machine and guns

With quivering lyrics of crying nuns

But only few are the unmasked faces
No doubt, most of us have our disguises

To justify being or existence

How about you, what is your pretense?

with other men he plays manly sports
Drinking beer, a "playboy" of all sorts

But pink is his color and with dolls he play

Alone he is free, so happy and "gay"

Father to all, the holiest of men

Savior of souls, God's words within ken

All ears can hear kindness as they sing

No tongue can tell of this perversity king!

Sharp and intelligent, He played the game
An erudite student, He worked a name

Checkered with medals and sterling brilliance

Stripped, a wicked heart, a rusting conscience

With the finest whiskey, everything luxurious

Makes everyone envy, whimsy of his shoes

Looks up to the sun as he paints the town red

Bows to the moon as his body hangs dead

laughs when she cries, chuckles when she falls
He to her is nothing, a "man without balls"

Charcoal on her eyes, pepper on her ears

She to him is everything, " reason for all tears"

Yells "make peace not war, love not hate"
Advocates love of country in every debate
Cajoles to link arms, how to fight stronger
The stage is set for this monster warmonger!

We all have follies, we all have fault
Little did we think, who would have thought!
That allowing this silly runt to easily renege
Would leave pens in rue, and a nation in rage!