Devils And Dissipation Poem by John Sensele

Red herrings in your life don't fill
Nipping off your nose
Deluding yourself progress you distill
Away from your bosom runs Rose.

Pesky pride in your life don't parade
Repelling friends who vanish
Bit by bit life quality you degrade
In the end inner circle no longer nimble niche.

Stubborn sentiments in your life don't sow
Slashing webs of free friendship
Too much poison you show
Rose and Rachael no longer willing to voyage in your ship.

Freaky feelings in your heart don't fan
Their flames no one endears
They get fed up with your poverty plan
Opting wisely to ditch your fears and tears.