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  • Kat Copeland

Deceiving Looks

You cannot know the flavor, of a food just by its look.

You cannot know the words, by the cover of a book.

You cannot know a person, by who they seem to be.

Knowing their whole story, and what they do is key.


I’ve seen an addict come to Jesus, and bring people into church.

I’ve seen a Christian in the pew, while outside it’s drugs they search.

I’ve seen a sinner lend a hand, to another in their shoes.

I’ve seen a preacher of sobriety, indulge themselves in booze.

I’ve seen a poor man give a dollar, to a rich man with a scam.

I’ve heard lies from someone honest, who was suited up in glam.

I’ve seen upstanding citizens, go and break the law.

I’ve met a biker with tattoos, who’s kindness had no flaw.

I met a mother who’s abusive, who head the PTA.

I’ve known a loving mother, who was shunned because she’s gay.


Looks can be deceiving, you must see past your first glance.

It should never be a look, that denies someone a chance.

A present can be grand, without wrapping and a bow.

A person can surprise you, from what you think you know.

All my love,


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