Blues In Ring Or Bling Poem by John Sensele

Bootlicking
In a bid from noxious lives to curry favour
Invites worse kicking
In each endeavour

You undertake
Leaving your soul drained and empty
As you stake
Your future into Humpty Dumpty

Expecting the best
Reaping a whirlwind
In a messed test
With a frailty fiend

Until from sentiment slumber you snap
Into the valley of hope
Ditching the trap
On the sliding insanity slope

Where convoluted conclusions
You draw
Assuming seasons and prisons of delusions and illusions
Into your life deserve to crawl

But better outcomes you deserve
Precious life, detract
From the despair you preserve
As in your mind and soul attract

Vipers
Who in the main to you mean nothing
Positive or receptive as sentiment snipers
Into your limpid life bring only blues-in bling or ring.