My honesty led you to believe I am weak.
You presumed to insult me thinking I would not speak of it.
Did I appear so simple that I would not recognize slight?
Was I deserving of Ridicule being thus analysed?
Dreamer, non-entity, plebian and child,
Yet despite your assumptions I am not As you find me.
I see your pseudo and recognize its face,
Duplicity revealed as cruelty surfaced.
Do not assume that my silence signifies your success,
Or that child as I am I will not seek redress.
Pretty webs will not cover the seeds that you sow,
Discovery will always await the unknown.
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