Face Of Youth Poem by Michael Walkerjohn

IS AGE, THE NOW YOUNG
FACED WITH DEBT AND DISEASE
GARBAGE PILED UPON GARBAGE PILED
BEAUTY HELD AS THAT GLAZE PANNED UPON
EVERY CHILDS ONCE GLOWING FACE…
WASTED WORDS EQUATE TO WASTED WORTHS
ALL ABOUT THIS PICTURE; NO BIRDS, OR BEES
NO INSECTS; EXCEPT THE OCCASSIONAL ROACH
CHASED OUT OF UNUSED OVENS WHEN
YOU DO TURN THESE ON TO
HEAT YOUR BOX!
POXED IS TRUTH, COMPASSION, COMPANIONSHIP
ALL BUTTS; DONE IN LACK OF LAUGHTER
SMILES ARE JUST UNSIDE DOWN
FROWNS ON LONELY CLOWNS.