Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jul 2020
Live a public life in a private room
Like you would not dare in all senses full
Beckon on crawlers with witless fun
Credentials exposed and signatures unzipped

It is only a stage…so they say
Showcase an act…reward some friends
Punish the fiends…in **** pretense
false rewards for borrowed talents

Real friends in life…may not emoji click
Real wolves in mind…but friends by finger flick,
Hallowed patronage…perfect in falsehood.
Pictures and status…served to dangerhood

Blade the stitches that once were mended
Crash the home…popularity cheapened
Enlarge the circles of fishers hookers
Full in foolishness and wisdom killed

More pound, the techman…and less, the player.
Seekers of fun from peppered ghost
Hookers’ desire and vultures delight.
Awake o e-man and protect the real man.
Akpovona Ambrose
Written by
Akpovona Ambrose  M/Nigeria
(M/Nigeria)   
101
   MS Anjaan
Please log in to view and add comments on poems