PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Blue-green water, matching your eyes

Cresting on the shore

Reflecting the stars and bright lights

Of all the corner stores

Selling us live's for the markets we choose to buy ours into

Who’s to say they didn’t already know the things we never thought they knew

Look at us, so eagerly buying into

The products they say we need, just so they can move another order

Make another bucket, play the part of Big Brother

And control our minds from this point forward

Without us realizing we’re the character’s in their story

Bring controlled by rope and pulley

Wooden children, adult by legality

Opening our wallets and spilling to them

Our own children’s education without knowing

Our own education is for their storing up of our wealth

Working our hands to bleed, knowing the blood will never bring us our health

But, we slave away nonetheless

Painting our faces in hopes we’ll impress a passing stranger

Hoping to impress us, as we pass, with their very best

Suit and tie or shortest and tightest dress

Leaving little imagination to divulge the rest

Other than why they feel the need to display their status

But, then we look in the mirror and realize we ourselves are looking directly at us