SocietyA Poem by Jim Falcon
Be well spoken,
then receive a token of appreciation from a mannequin. The man-ling falls, but quickly picks itself up. Minimize conscience, Magnify contradictions, between him and her, and you and me. A young heart cries for compassion. Isolation. Who lost? Because nobody wins in a race that should never be. A zit-ridden self esteem drowns in seas of judgement. Yet they give away: Gold, silver and bronze. Also for consolation: Greed, spite and grudge. The grown up defies; fights. One becomes worthy-- a glorious man. And the other, an expendable. Murder. Prosecution. Death by hanging!
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Added on March 20, 2015 Last Updated on March 21, 2015 Author
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