Poetry thin veil By Shelia Taylor on February 12, 2018 standing on the shoulders of the weak thumping your chest like an ape no one is envious of your buffoonery laughing stock of the human race your arrogance is a thin veil of prejudice Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window) Related Categories: Poetry Tagged as: My Writing, Poem, Poetry, Seven Deadly Sins
