Spice Of Their Lives Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

As trite as popular expressions go...
'Success of material gain,
Is equated to the depth
Of one's intelligence.'
This is 'probably' the most misunderstood
Perception of 'reality' in motion,
As is...
'Curiousity kills the cat! '
In fact,
The opposite of that may be true!
One never knows...
If 'that' particular cat has attached,
A parachute!
Especially if he has exhausted his 9th life.
And dares to explore a 10th jump...
Without assistance!
But then...
You must admit,
We are living in most unusual times!

Let's explore our observations...
Shall we?

Since those of intelligence,
Are less self indulgent in appearances...
For appearance sake.
It does appear,
However...
Those who choose to adorn their egos,
Do so with something to mask their insecurities!
Preferably with that which masks and matches,
A branded snob appeal!
Collected and accepted...
Between those who go under the knife,
To selected noses for high profile poses!

And that's why they maintain...
Variety is the spice of their lives!

Who amongst them will dispute,
They are the keeper of 'things'?
Displayed, flaunted and certainly flourished.
After all...
They have kept the rusted wheels of economies,
World wide...
Oiled in dependency.
Held in the gracious hands of a precious few,
Within the clutches of well manicured
And greasy fingers!

'Don't let this magic slip from the grip...
Of those plump and moisterized hands, boys! '

And that concludes the purpose for this meeting,
Today!
Any questions?