YOU Ignore the weeping wounded As they wallow in the mire
YOU Fear contamination Of your heart's desire
Kudos Respect Acceptance
YOUR Palatable poison of the day
Knock Knock Knock
"Have you seen my courage?" "Is it coming out to play?"
"Not today *Poet For your words are all but dead Maybe ... Next time Stick to your principles Instead of rolling over .... playing dead!"
"You have a voice Use it Stand tall Walk tall Walk proud Believe what YOU Believe in
Not the needs of this faux crowd!
"I thought you were a Warrior A God amongst mere men But ... When the push Came to The shove
YOU
YOU
Divorced yourself from Zen
"So here is my dilemma The knot tight inside my soul Was this just a one off? Or will YOU Always roll
Always roll on with the 'in crowd' Irrespective of the THOUGHT Or will
YOU
Stand by .... what you believe in? Stand by .... what you've been taught?"
"Fakes & Phonies Two a penny Cut no ice with me But ... For the record I will state My name is MARIE-LOUISE Bathsheba was just a bit of fun It held me in good stead But now ... I feel the time is right To lie her down to bed"
"And as I lay her down to sleep Silently close the door I know she was a lot of things
But never a poet *****!
She always held her principles In highest of esteem She was an individual But still part of the team Can you my friend Say the same With your hand held on your heart Or will
YOU
Stick your head in the sand then try to pass it of as
*ABSTRACT ART!
Dedicated to the countless fakes and phonies on Hello Poetry
You make me ***** with your pathetic and puerile *******