"...even if a poem's sequeled, tis not for love..but, just for greed...."...4leaf

So many temptations,
to bring an old style back.
The resulting equation..
a skewed foggy track
leading into resistance.
Things lost should stay
that way no matter the cost,
or utter indifference could
burst through their signifigance
and mangle with decadance
the once majestic benevolence
of idolic prevolence
they once held in our eyes.
All now, a disguise..to guise
to rise of lies and alibi replies
...as the sad poet sighs...ahhhhh...
fly the tries that ties the
vortex into neatly wrapped plies
that piles with smiles abounding
on the grounding
..damn settled spies!!

D.
4leaf