Flashed Too Fast And Quick To Fade Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Nothing that cheapens life,
Blessed to have...
Will increase more its worth,
Or value.
Not even for polished gold sold.
Adorned worn to wear.
On a flashed too fast and quick to fade,
Ego.

Although...
Just as quick to fade with age,
Is a life blessed to get...
Too late to wish it lived to recapture,
That exuberance of youth...
To believe it forever to glisten and glow.
Competing with stars and a moonlit sky.
Doing the best one can to attract attention.

"Hey, baby.
You looking for some reliable action.
Time aged and guaranteed to satisfy your needs? "

-Too ripe.
But nice try.
I admire your confidence.
And that ageless imagination.
Never leave home without it.
That gold medallion you are wearing?
Adds a unique touch,
To that feathered fedora hat.
And jumpsuit.
But the yellow boots?
No!
They do nothing for you.
Trust me.-

"You folks today don't know taste.
Or quality to identify who has it.
I'll have you know I am still,
SUPERBAD."

-I am convinced.
You get no argument from me.-