Plastic People
run to and fro
Always seem to
be on the go.
Never satisfied
with what
they've got
Plastic People
expect alot.
Selfish, cruel
thinking
they're smart
Plastic People
where is your
heart?
Thinking of
themselves
never of you
kind words given
very few.
take is the way
Plastic People
live
Never
understanding
the simple word
give.
they're small
children
at an early age
All they know
is bitterness
and rage.
If they could
see
what's life's
about
Plastic People
wouldn't sit
and pout.
(c) copyright heather burns
Going through your portfolio is always a joy - and this poem hits the proverbial nail right on the head.
kerry
http://kerrybrennan007.blogspot.ca
thanks
hi Kerry, thanks for reading Plastic People.
This is one of my very first poems. I was
very young when this was written. I knew
a person just like this. Again thanks heather
Love the piece so much truth in it
thanks
Thanks for reading Ruth. This is a very old poem.
Written in the 70"s. be safe. heather