Perplex by this constant presence, I dare asked..
Who are you or what are you?
Why are you always in the company of humans?
It looked at me steadfastly in response to my questions.

Then calmly said…
I rule over human kind and my name is Hypocrisy
I dwell in every human and make them do my biding…
I endued them with the ability to change faces at will…
They love to hate me, hence the denial of my presence

In rage I grabbed its by the  throat and slammed it against the wall,
In response it let out a grotesque spin shilling laughter….
Pinning it against the wall, I looked into its eyes
Beholding all forms, size, color and types of humans
Among them I saw one that looks very familiar…

No not familiar, it was I…
I was staring at me
And of all the hypocrites I saw, I was the most…
The most… the most hideous
O my God, what a state of denial
We are all hypocrites, but of them all…
My hypocrisy knows no bound.