Sitting on a pile of GoldA Poem by Sami KhalilSuckers are born every day...Sitting on a pile of Gold BY S.K. Sitting on a pile of gold…Fool’s gold! Scion of a wealthy family…Bankrupt humanity! Lassitude attitude, Siamese twins, Nightmarishly joined in fear and anger, sagging depression and sonorous clangor; blinded covers, gullible suckers, institutionalized by death and staggering, strange lovers. Sitting on a pile of gold…Fool’s gold! Meditating the higher self; Flickering thoughts of uncanny logic; Patrons without surcease, birthing surefire hits and raw whimpers, felt like a breeze; shaped gravestones of mountainous arrogance and pride, in snow-capped redundancy. © 2022 Sami KhalilReviews
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