The distinctive texture of this creature
are the eyes that see through a man's anxiety
Clad in deception, he poses unsoiled intention
Beware of his smile surely to bedazzle
ignuramus that scatter in every corner
An idol sheperd in a flock of good ones
Loves to grandstand in a podium to get everyone
All his phrases of enumerated fulfillment
heeded and applauded in the tenet of his truthfulness
blindly following all his whims
Careless about the deep-rooted intents
That is waiting to be accomplished in the end
Everyone stand on guard!
Be very vigilant like a real vanguard
Legions of his kind are everywhere you go
Do not be fooled by the glitter of his babble
as he really mastered the arts of maneuver
for what good are the beauty of the surface
and cerebral head if it can't lure a fleet of big heads?