Just Stood There Grinning

Just stood there grinning Watching fools pass by Being what they pretend Hiding from own reality Lost in false impressions More valued than dignity Laughing for sake's effect Happy yet truly sad Wrapped in plastic surroundings Slipping up drooling slopes Talking to hear themselves Deaf to any answer Hair blowing in breeze More concerned with style Than what lies beneath Brain wasted by conceit Compassion an after thought Centered only on self Grasping for golden rings Worth nothing in eternity Love just a word Seeing loyalty as obscene Old fashioned a joke Material things most valued Sneering at the elderly Pathetically so boldly unaware They were their past Faces revealing mortal future Copyright © 2015 Robert William Gruhn - All Rights Reserved "A poem to me is the essence of any thought, Being built from its foundation into tower scraping sky. It can fly like no other bird to places never seen, Even spaceships can only dream of taking its place." © 2015 Robert William Gruhn