The Impostor

Ah, beware of the impostor.
It is time to lift the veil.

The veil of illusion that they wear to seduce you.
Recreating the art of others and calling it theirs.

Beware of these impostors.
Who come on the pretense of greed.

Their predatory behavior amplified by your cries for help.
They hear you and they are coming.

They will call themselves a healer.
They will call themselves your friend.

They are neither of those things.
You must be wary of these impostors.

They try to solicit you on social media.
Where you advertise your woes so freely.

They try to solicit you on social media.
Where they have curated a self that you wish for.

They try to solicit you on social media.
Where you have curated a vision board of desire.

They see your desires and act upon them.
Offering all until you are left with none.

Beware of the impostors who call you friend.
Their fakeness bubbling up on the occasional meet-up.

Lies streaming from their tongue in the form of promises.
“We must do this more often!” is one of the easier promises to make.

More often never comes and you know that.
So beware of these impostor friends.

If quarantine has taught me anything.
It is in the power of the impostor.

Those who are willing to solicit the weak.
To suck them dry before moving along.

What is the best countermeasure, then?
For these impossibly illusory impostors?

Education and understanding are the keys to knowledge.
You must educate and understand yourself first.

When I realized that it was not their fault for solicitation.
It was mine for offering the scent of fresh blood.

It is like blaming a tiger for the kill.
When the kill happened to be human.

The tiger does not see beyond its hunger and wanting.
It just sees its prey.

I used to think I had no friends.
Up until this quarantine.

You know what I found out?
The long-distance ones were there all along.

They continue to check up on me from across the world.
In turn, the friends in my town have become ghost-like.

The pandemic has illuminated more understanding.
About what it means to be a friend.

This pandemic has illuminated more understanding.
About what it means to be a healer.

This pandemic has illuminated more understanding.
About what it means to be an impostor.

Ah, beware of the impostor.
They wear well-fitted cloaks of illusion.

Ah, beware, you impostor!
I see through your well-fitted cloak of illusion.

And I am enlightening the others.
About what it means to be an impostor.

It is easy to become an impostor.
To derive personality from the personalities of others.

To attempt to trick other people into thinking that you know.
I know that you do not know.

Beware of the more skilled impostors.
They have made my body sweat.

My mind and heart racing out of fear.
Fear that I am inadequate in their eyes.

Beware of this impostor.
The ones who manage to penetrate your self-assurance.

They will offer their hands in assistance.
And then proceed to stomp on yours.

These impostors are afraid of you.
Because you embody what they wish for.

These impostors hate you.
Because they failed where you achieved success.

These impostors will be the friendliest people.
Until they have comfortably gained access to you.

And then they will leave.
Like the impostors they are.

Taking your money, ideas, art and expectations with them.
And whatever else they can carry.

When you choose who surrounds you in life.
Just be sure to beware the impostors.

Kaila A. Notto

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Kaila A. Notto

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