The Real American Beauty

by

Phil Pochurek

American beauty beware the dragon
He knows you and has blue eyes.
He hides not in a cave these days
But behind false love and under the cover
Of our everyday ordinary lives.
Insidiously deceitful
He lies to gain your trust
Through the years becoming part of your life,
Then silently he steels it back at night
Watching you while he lusts.
His camera in hand he patiently waits
Then zooms into your private life,
Steeling from you your most intimate moments
Not meant for a strangers eyes.
Minute by minute, hour by hour
He has watched you day after day,
There’s never a doubt who the predator was
No doubt you were his prey.
So cleverly he disguised himself
In the darkness and the day
That no one would have guessed it was him
In a million years until he gave himself away.
He took for granted his hunting ground
Let some detritus from his prey slip by.
A fatal mistake, or a cry for help
Was easily spotted by an unbiased eye.
Then soon he became the hunted one
Being watched by the powers that be
Followed and caught without incident
In a cloud of disbelief.
The sorrow and pain he inflicted on all
And guarded so secretly
Was now laid open in the light of day
For all that he injured to see.
Now in the wake of the dragons fall
The winds of shame are blowing
Touching all who loved and trusted him
With anger and disgust since their knowing.
Alas the dragon cannot change back
To the man we thought we knew so well
I pity him and his disease,
For soon he’ll be banished to his own private hell
I hope never to be set free.
I’m sorry now for the man I knew
Deceived by him that I was
And pray someday he’ll see the light,
But I’m thankful the dragon has been caught at last
And my family can take back the night.

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