seperate doorway

things are never what they seem....

flash , brazen , dressed in ill fitting white
adorned with jewelry as fake as your smile
gangster who seduced yourself an empire
village in your pocket lined too deep
looming and drinking , teary eyed drama queen
in more ways than one it transpires to black and blue
bruised from silent enemy, concealed by drunken mishap
love not enough if donated by struggling pauper
remove father from him , money no reconpence
destroy his ability to feel, now not your perfect prise
launder his failings , confine indescretions to attic
hustle bustle, noise of merriment hides the screams
through seperate doorway,cradle new born b*****d child
ceilings to low to stand, cobwebs to entertain
fire suddenly rips through woodwork, heat throws him back
i run through endless fields, too much space to breathe
within the ashes still lie the deplorable iniquity
of a mother hypnotised by power and the pound sign

Reviews

[Art Sun]

this is a very good visual of those who are led deceptively by the darkness of reality...even money cannot bring joy and power is for those who seek to destroy the world...''