It is what It is

A snake will always be a snake,
she sheds her skin, but not her ways.
Slithering swiftly on the ground,
poisonous tongue hisses around.

A worn disguise, briefly disguised,
enhances how some feel inside.
Exposing what words cannot tell,
a fallen mask, an outer shell.

A leopard never changes spots,
crawls fast through life while taking shots.
Observing while tiptoeing slow,
attacks his prey, never lets go.

Originals are not copies,
experts of what they embody.
Creates itself so well detailed,
true masterpiece, replicas fail.

A quacking duck is just a duck,
habits unchanged, even if plucked.
Swimming along swiftly flaps wings,
forms a straight line within its kin.

Man made is made unnatural,
often seems quite irrational.
Unbalanced and just slightly off,
through a blurred lens, able to morph.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Originally Published on December 11, 2021