Iris E. Sankey- Lewis Poet Free verse

Entitlement

I am not amazed he lost both sight and fight
She walked unfettered into calm
In "Paris Blues" one peach-clad pussycat was pursued
The Proprietor's goal lacked glitter
Historically, he knew better
She departed 
He felt the blues

He wore imaginary badge of entitlement
and breathe air of pseudo pride
She read his lips, looked him in the eyes
Then smiled her clairvoyant smile
His words were weighed on scale Source
She sat snug with fuel from the Source
She knew lighthouses affording light that guides
They were transparent with genuine streaks

Should entitlement be legalized?
One fine day, more folks will cut the crap
They'll stop getting what they've got
crippling the crippled now stats
The dumb, the deaf, the blind is made new
What goal of goal beckons you?

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Cherl Dunn January 23, 2015 at 10:17 AM It is so true my new friend you reap what you sow, and when the masks come off at the end of the ball, many people will be shocked at what they find behind them, some many find a reflection of themselves, or just emptiness, great poem, cheri Iris E. Sankey- Lewis January 23, 2015 at 2:56 PM Thank you, Cherl, understanding entitlement has more to do with life and human rights; than pleasure at other people's expense. bless you.