SurfaceA Poem by Screaming SoulSurface Who cares about the surface? Divorce, scandal, re-hab and medication Maybe we should but I don’t It becomes the focus of our nation. Talking heads and babbling tongues I tune it out " no one cares Perhaps magnets they become To the weak and those in fear Looking for a friend to listen to Or wanting to fill the hole in their head Please stop I don’t want to hear Of who is no longer wed Or which diets neither work nor what they wear. Ceaseless din of the shallow ripple Takes over any sensible light Of salience and the valuable core That is the molten mixture of life. 2012 © 2012 Screaming Soul |
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Added on September 12, 2012 Last Updated on September 12, 2012 AuthorScreaming SoulAboutI am a novice writer, compelled into this expression because I am finding truths which cannot be told any other way. more..Writing
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