The DinnerA Poem by GwenGlimpses flickering rashly, hidden amongst her rational speech.
Oblivious, the guests dine nonchalantly. Cigarettes perched on cue, Dispersing carbon monoxide at the persecutors request. There is no intrinsic link between wealth and morality. Government officials, lawyers, and CEO’s all abandon
principle when the world falls asleep. They conquer adulterous liaisons like savaging beasts, without
remorse. Liquor fuels them, aggressively, they unify as one: a
disgraced party. The bands hold no symbolism, purely decorative, there is no
marriage here. The chandelier sways, morality begs for it to fall, to
destroy the evening. The devil announces: ‘everybody becomes an engineer when
lust reaches overdrive.’ © 2015 GwenAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on October 20, 2015 Last Updated on December 21, 2015 AuthorGwenCardiff, Wales, United KingdomAboutCurrently studying A levels in English literature, history and biology. Love historical literature. Long distance runner. Try to write when I can. more..Writing
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