A Harpie is a Siren
One in the same
Sirens are part harpie
They morph into a bird
to tear apart
the fraudulent "siren"
in the sand
Picking away at the scales
of the faker's snake tail
trying to steal the voice of the original.
The one who thinks they can take
and leak a story
that is not theirs
to even tell.
The push away
from the ocean home they invaded
feels like horrible treatment
to the imposter.
She just keeps denying
what position she truly holds
cannot be one that is
already filled
They should shed the skin
that does not belong with them
But she screams at snakes
because she does not even realize
she is one also
About the Creator
Seashell Harpspring
Warner Bros and Disney 💕
Cat lover 🐱
Love fancy chocolate 🍫
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