The SCA Peacock

[Rana Goodman]

Submitted by a long standing resident who prefers anonymity

Beware, the peacock struts his stuff,

Thriving on recognition and praise.

He holds his poison pen within his fingers

And cares not who he destroys

As long as his name is blasted and out there.

And he gets the attention he can not live without.

He has destroyed many with his words and accusations in the past.

It’s time to lift the mask and expose what he is.

The new people have not been privy  to his destruction.

But those of us who have lived here a long time

Have seen the damage in his wake.

His ego must be stroked, and his name must be out there

So people know who he is to satisfy his need for recognition and praise.

Like the peacock whose plumes are there to be admired

His  plumes hide the destructiveness they cover.

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