And after so long
The endless procession
The genes of the strong
Compulsory projections for all to enjoy
Pathetic distractions
An over used toy.
An ace in the pack ?
The ultimate ploy ?
More valued than wisdom
It comes yet by default
A Womans best weapon
Is she now worth her salt ?
A new generation still plays this game
The image of beauty
A new on line game.
Truth be told this game is unfair
A road to misery
A grim road to " who dares "
This game never ends
Those pouts
Those poses
That must have shining hair...
A poem about the way lifes become / 2014
Im not happy with this ending however much I mess around with it. I shall sleep on it..
10 years later and its 2024 and im coming back to this forgotten poem and that final elusive line !!!
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