Lawrence S. Pertillar
Vanity Panicked - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
A vanity panicked,
No longer advantaged...
By a name obtained,
Marketed by others...
To promote one's fame.
Has begun to be blemished,
By jokes told to diminish...
Support once given to those who find,
They have been undermined...
By an ego needing more to be stroked.
Instead of showing gratefulness,
To folks who allowed...
Someone who's vanity with ego released,
Would turn on them suddenly...
With foul language to speak.
Now a vanity panicked,
Demoted to knees...
As popularity leaves permanently,
Is made to address reality to face.
Yet expects those who have been provoked,
And left to feel the butt end of jokes...
To empathize with one's downslide,
From a top one believed would be reached...
Without maintaining sustained humility.
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