Go Ahead, Spill It

Why do you sneer?
Why do you whisper and snicker,
Like a seven year old half your age?
Why don’t you just ignore me,
Give me the famous too-popular-for-you cold shoulder?
Why do you emerge, ready for battle,
Only when surrounded by your followers,
Any army of reinforcements.
These are rhetorical questions;
We both know the answers.
The real question is:
Why are you so scared?





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