Fashion Dogs

by

Md Cooks

Fashion dogs,
And Broadway hounds,
Hollywood freaks,
And political clowns,
No time for reason,
No time to count,
What may be right,
Is just all hype,
And what may be wrong,
Just goes along,
To the web that is spun,
By those who spin,
Fiction for fact,
For lies to reason,
To believe this tripe,
Is the season,
Where words that rhyme,
Are meant to blind,
Those who already don’t see,
Lies replaced for history.

NEXT?
Why don't you look at The Wood For The Trees.
by: Azra Daniel Francis
from: Windsor, ON, CA

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