Bitter Truth
Quit the dreams in films
lo kin of grim,its all reached
the brim.
Tears and fears don't
discriminate.
Fancy cars and dresses,the
faces portray
Dirty linen they wash on a
hidden tray.
You strived to prosper
And yet died like a pauper
Wild indeed was your life in
the fast lane,
Its now all gone,like
crashed plane.
Autopsy;A failed pursuit of
fame.
Darling sisters who's eyes
are after the diamond ring,
'Just wait a little longer,its
now at the border,he says'
A lie or two he's
said,waiting to get you laid.
'I just talked to the
architect,he says'
All the sweet talk is now
plain.
Alas!,Here you come
again,in another life
The Movies still air with flair
This time bigger than they
were,
And yet again the diamond
ring has lured a sister.
It is 'truth',not 'truths',so
are you listening to his
second truth?
Copyright © Isaac T Okurut | Year Posted 2013
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