Tonight I read a headline about the health benefits of organic green tea. It got me thinking about fads and fashion, and genuine distractions -- overall meaning well, but perhaps being a bit off base. Here's today's poem.
Genuine Distractions
fashion trends
And mother hens
Like there's a difference...
Jolly ol' Saint Nick
Knows how the story goes
Naughty or nice,
Love wins
where Karma lives.
The end.
What's real in a world of
Walmart grins
And inflated shins?
Heart.
Bells and whistles make
laughable songs --
Flashy and haughty
but
With no substantial
lyrics
in which
to sing along,
it's all wrong.
Twisted
like a brand new hose,
water spouting
in all the wrong places.
Kinked,
like a neck that's been turning
a blind eye far too long
Ouch.
Hey! I know that guy. I taught him to fly
A kite when he was seven.
Bravo!
Come on back, come on back.
I'm not rocking boats
Just to connote
We've got a problem on our hands,
But I'll tell you in a world of
Boiling pots and roasted knots,
People are confused
across this land.
Mismatched like laundered
socks
Not hanging on the line.
What happened to the line?!
It's okay.
We've got flash mobs and Starbucks cards
And lots of fake breasts (think about it)
To help us along the way.
Overall people are small,
but mighty.
And wonderful
and good.
So when the sun goes down
And you look around,
make-up free and raw,
Ask yourself -- Who manufactured
this refreshing, organic green tea
that I drink?
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