A one way mirror.
An ornamental tree.
The womb of a sterile woman.
The friendship of a narcissistic man.
A playground, where children disregard the rules.
An office run by the honor system, most take a cup of brew,
but refuse to put the money in the box.
A place where I don’t understand why some of us not only stay,
but may contract uncivil disorder that make one remain aloof.
Nice work Lumiere, guess it describes this world.
Thank you for reading and commenting.
You’re very perceptive.
Nicely penned!
Thank you. 🌿