Subliminal Messages Poem by Deborah Downes

Faces, bodies, clothes, that taunt us with perfection
On TV, ads, and billboards, too numerous to mention
Exercising, motorizing, proselytizing, so it goes….
Everywhere you turn to are solutions to all woes
If you use that scent, drive that car, or take that pill
Great looks, good health, more wealth are yours and
Never mind the bill!

But are We, the people, so easily deceived
That we can trust an item to meet our every need?
Or have our minds’ convictions unwisely been conceived?