'False You' Poem by Linda Winchell

Paint false nails, brightest of reds!
Toe nails too, when our homeless need fed!
But you'll complain of gas and food prices that rise!
Yet that bodies unhealthy image your showing
should seem of no surprise!

False nails and false colors of hair
eyes tinted with contacts, a must have to wear!
Clothes with all kinds of some designers name!
Sun glasses too, in signed expensive frames!

False you, false me, shame on us!
Why do we need to make such false fools of us?
What is the point, I'm asking you?
If your marriage is failing?
and your kids are too?

God's watching what we see as need
In our every false sense of greed!
Stop before it's all way too late!
For that false picture your painting
won't get you through God's Gates!