there must be some way to get out from under whatever
is currently in
whether it be fashion, a specific cause, the cinema effect,
vanity and or financial status
to me, all seem something like a sin
was free enterprise really meant to get so out of control
and as far as this
where women can, and have insured their legs (Betty Grable)
or other prominent body parts for millions of dollars and paid
out the eye for lip stick that won't
smudge when they kiss
just don't wear lip stick if you're that worried about
smudging
and you can just forget it if you think even for one second that
from my bluntly pointed opinions on such shallowness that I'll soon
be budging
I'm made of stronger substance than that you see
shallow acts are not my brand nor style
so, you won't find me digging at the bottom of society's pile
I like to jump in the faces of the top dogs in the world's money yard
while my happiest face I wear only when playing the most tactful trump card
which is candid non-acceptance by what and who money can buy
we shouldn't be so utterly entranced
there are so many things that are worth so much more
like
one's inner peace, tranquility, the watching of young
children at gregarious play
the love and harmony of one's family
holding a squirming new born pup
feeding deer in a public park
talking to the elderly about events that occurred
years ago
and of course the writing of gentle, unassuming poetry
alright, well maybe some of my poems are just a wee
bit assuming...........
(written April 1, 1993 am)