Throne Thief Poem by John Sensele

Don't abandon dawns of dreams
Floating faithfully, flattering, fluttering
Wings that sing and sow streams
Where wear and worry withdraw in the evening

Entertained, enjoyed, established
In a mind finding peace pondered at a pacific pace
In a realm wished
Swished to fish away rat race

Seen in an unclean ambience
Sunken too deep in trips to head shrinkers
Lumbered with pseudo science without balance
As deranged minds go blind with blinkers

Masking tasks their eyes too weary
To cry sigh with relief
When women weave dreary
Dances in trances lanced at a cherub chief to chase a dream throne thief.