A Futile Race
[ Poet’s Note : This poem was written as a Companion Poem
to my Poem : Gold and Blood : 2018 ]
Placed 2nd in Contest: The Race for Hollow Gold
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh: July 26
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much of humanity magnetised by
hollow yellow sheen shine
feels kind, divine, sublime —-
such energies enlarge into
desires
acquires, attires, identifiers
sallow
hollow —
it liquid floats in dreams upon streams
glittering downstream
nuggets that suck muck — brings no
joyful luck
vain it transmutes purity
into insecurity
illusions becoming sureties
as Midas asked for everything
to turn to gold
many enter this foolish fold
……. …….
save these oh ALL from drowning
in glowing frowning
clowning ___
howling bloodied
gold running thick brings drownings !
oh ALL ! let pointless futile races become
pauses for peace facing
godly causes .... acing
let shores of spirits restful pulse
heartbeats escorted by
angelic applauses
let gloomy gold unshackle
morphing
creation becoming not mere dwarfing
races for hollow gold
can alchemise bold
into veracity
w i s d o m
c a p a c i t i e s ~
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