The Poet

A weed cannot call itself a flower.
Or can it?
You are what you do;
Not what you say you are;
Not what you have done.
Thus a root which sprouts forth potatoes
Cannot call itself corn.

Thus evil is evil;
No matter how much it masquerades as good.
For even the devil can wear the mask of an angel.
A politician will always be a politician;
A wolf will always be a wolf.
Neither the politician can tell the truth;
Nor can the wolf become a lamb.
We are what we do;
Not what we say.

You say what you want to be,
But you thunder what you are.