[Old and Unreadable] Max's Thought-Provoking Poetry

Backstab Correlation

A stab in back
A knife from the shadows
A deliciously discrete way to win
One day smiling
The next defeated
By your genius stab from within

True planning is what plans
Into the future unbeknownst to your opponent
And in every possible situation
In every attempt in life
In all competitions
Two faces are better than one creation

It may seem as if
Your shadowy knife makes you immortal
However, this is far from the case
One day you'll look up
One day you'll see
That you doomed yourself in this race

Trust is like a paper plane
When it is crumpled and ruined
It no longer flies
And one crunch makes more
A lack of discretion makes much more
And soon, more trust dies

Leaving your knives in people's backs
Is in many cases
A bad decision
Word spreads like little embers
People recover
And remember

Never underestimate the rage that correlates
With betraying someone outright
With using your two faces
Using the manipulation
Endless manipulation
To create a half-hearted annihilation

The truth is many
Have eyes even the back of their heads
And when your mind goes slack
I'll be there
Ready, to kill you with the very knife
You left in my back