Hello Kettle (We are the Pot)

Hello Kettle, We are the Pot
Have we told you that you're black?
We drive the train hypocrisy
You’d best get off the track.

The details are the key within
For our train to run so charmed
But only we can switch the rails
Why would you feel alarmed?

We take claim and hold all rights
In humility we have pride
You can climb aboard, but know
You’re in for a bumpy ride.

We may assume, but you should not
Is that not crystal clear
That when you interact with us
We are always shifting gear

See we get credit for all we do
Unless it paints us bad
Then with a subtle stroke of brush
We are the happy/mad

A double minded man you say
Two faces on one coin
But it is Me, Myself, and I
The three of us adjoin

Yes happy on one side you’ll see
And angry on the other
Flip us again and visualize
Hypocrisy’s twin brother

Convincing us we may be wrong
A drink we shall not sup
Don’t talk to us of truth and fact
Our mind it is made up

FROM the MIND of: Ray W.
© Jan 2012