It depends on the us
at times just to rub us out.
Some need it.
No matter how you try to please
the smile it just wont smile.
This scares any the all of it the yous
as it should,
as even a fake smile propped up in
the corners with tooth picks are well..
you get the picture.
So those few the knowing know there
smile that never was,
is filled with concrete..
It just must be it would be unthinkably
wrong to sing that song to the young ones..
To the rest of the world..keep on smiling..
It cannot waste any more smiles and words
on the few who are doomed to wonder forever smokeless...
For the few others..those now fixing to look up..
look up please,
thank you for your cooperation.
You have been erased.
With one big smile.....: : :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem