Skin Deep



When you look at me

There’s so much you can’t see

Like the roots of a tree

Or an iceberg at sea


Don’t take by mistake

The ripples on a lake

For a passing boat’s wake

But the coming earthquake


For all that I am

Much more than this sham

Now quiet as a lamb

Could burst like a dam.

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