Blues In Bling Or Ring

Bootlicking In a bid from noxious lives to curry favour Invites worse kicking In each endeavour You undertake Leaving your soul drained and empty As you stake Your future into Humpty Dumpty Expecting the best Reaping a whirlwind In a messed test With a frailty fiend Until from sentiment slumber you snap Into the valley of hope Ditching the trap On the sliding insanity slope Where convoluted conclusions You draw Assuming seasons and prisons of delusions and illusions Into your life deserve to crawl But better outcomes you deserve Precious life, detract From the despair you preserve As in your mind and soul attract Vipers Who in the main to you mean nothing Positive or receptive as sentiment snipers Into your limpid life bring only blues-in bling or ring.