The Opportunist’s Game

By James Bangay

Beware the opportunists, my dear,

Opportunist, a creature of the night,
For they will bring you nothing but fear,
With hidden motives, out of sight,
Stay true to your own morals and heart,
A chameleon that changes its hue,
And never let their poisonous influence
For self-serving gain, it is true. start.

They seek out every chance and For in a world where opportunity
opening, abounds,

To climb higher, with no thought of It is easy to lose sight of what truly

helping, surrounds,

Their actions motivated by greed,
And their hearts consumed by a selfish
need.
But remember, in the end, what really
matters,
Is not what we gain, but the hearts we
shatter.

They'll use your trust as a stepping

stone,

And leave you standing there alone,

Their words will drip with honeyed

sweetness,

But their intentions are anything but

goodness.