Dare You Condole Poem by John Sensele

Dare you condole
With lads laden with misery
Society thrusts upon them to inhale
Fumes in sand dunes of usury.

Dare you console
Widows whose windows
Feel no pleasure when bail
Withheld from suspects soon to google gallows.

Dare you feast
Envious eyes on curvy contours
Clad in skintight saffrons whose gist
Feed weeds that plead for a voyeur's tours.

Dare you preach
Reaches of switches of witches
Who breach
Etiquette ethics alongside flighty finches.