The impostor
flashed a line of 'welthy assets'
in front of my eyes

that I of course wasn't supposed to ask about

'golden promises charm'
his half lies I saw through
the faked 'I love you'

I really admired his wit
but - as his promises was to be 'fulfilled'
didn't fit.

There came the hit, on my social reputation
and the 'sensation'
about the disgusting 'thanks' he gave.


I had told him
'one more time, me on an impostor goes down,
that could ruin my life'

the bastard didn't care
there was something in the air
of 'always evading'
to get caught red handed.

And that wasn't all
he persecuted me -
so I would fall

may Allah not let him succed
I didn't know
actually
a person could be so nice
and still be a deadly peril...

P.S. Some hours later, this prophecy came true - D.S.