Society disappoints my inner light.
It screams out in backdraft,
Fire quell the passion of at the lack of incompetence.
Respect our traditions and values
Society came and went.
Flew over a universal credit faux pas.
Capital gains for an elite aura
Chakra displays a
hunchbacked tramp with an earnest title.
Sly to out weevil the equestrian retriever.
Character sparks a debate seeking clarity .
Live for the day
seize the Monet.
Be true to our nature?
We are but characters
a fatal flaw.
The world is our stage.
only in hindsight
do we engage to our higher self .
It comes with the cycle of age.
Respect to our elders living in a world blinded by ignorance.
Dictating Hyacinth Bouquets ‘ keeping up an appearances’ .
Failing to honour our stories
Altering texts to appease the Ego .
It’s a downhill plunge to Fargo.
Typing in waffle
Sweetens the anger I keep at bay.
Escapism found in pictures of the anonymous
a picture framed with fantasies
it breaks my heart
It screams autonomous
… writing to self prompt
it’s all a bit of trotting ,cantering on beaches in a dark continent/
Memories are all we have to keep us the right side of sanity.
The acquisition of wealth is useless
Where did the mummies end up ?
Eyes dazzled by coins.
The mystery of life lies in a pyramid.
Inverted by the shape of our expectations
We let ourselves down.
We became Sell outs
In the name of
confirming to Huxley’s dystopia
conforming to live out Pret a porter lies;
Coveting our true label