By Seánna age 13, Coláiste Feirste, Co. Aontroma
Have you ever met the “Man with a heart of gold”?
No? I did. Trust me when I say, what they say are lies.
He hid behind a veil of secrecy and distortion
His tales were a mere fabrication of his cruel, frozen heart
He contorts your mind, tearing you apart
While promising you a palace of your desire.
His promises where empty and full of deception
He destroyed my life with lies, fables and mischief
To him he’s only playing chess
He won and I lost
He now sits upon his throne with a Cheshire grin
I was a fool to trust the man and his myriad of lies
I’m warning you now, stay far and away
and never, ever, believe the pure gold man.