Things get done
With grace and virtue beyond
The usual dregs camping out
Virtuosity ceases to be priority
As it yields to tone-setting and methodical fleecing
Of the willing patrons searching for
Deeds and reasons to come their way
A warm stare is launched
Caught by gazes more magical than they need to be
And doused with sunshine which flogs each lip upon receipt
Message, meaning unnecessary
Now that gorgeous is control and behind the wheel
Taking us all on a journey we never meant to see
And going blind in the process.
(8/9/10)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very well written and clever poem. Thank you for sharing
Thx Kelly, this willing patron appreciates it. :)