Denial

Just a thought on materialism.

DENIAL

We walked along what seemed like miles.

Concrete palace, marble and tile.

Packed shelves and bursting aisles.

Bright eyes and fake smiles.

High cost, new styles.

You need it all. Just stay a while.

Outside the walls, the garbage piles.

Poor man begs for hungry child.

Blood shot eyes and broken smile.

See his face and change the dial.

You need it all. Spiritual denial.

Author's Note

What do you think of the flow?

Reviews

[Becky]

I quite liked the flow. Nice contrasts and imagery. There are a few things I probably would have done differently, but the way you wrote it worked. Short and well written. Nicely done.

[Edward]

Thanks! I don't usually write poetry, but I was feeling blocked a while back and just had to get something out to try get things flowing. My first review btw!