Sour Face Gestures
Sugar Cain spin speeches
coming from wrinkled, prune faces
Citrus acid tongue leeches
latching on to golden palatial places
Waxy viper lips moving in lamprey motion,
voodoo witches brew is an anaconda potion
Goodwill gestures nod seen tone sourly,
Facial expressions is wink frown candy
Let the people lick the sores of their festering fear,
never tell them why the wounds won’t heal
Sell the primetime favorite lies they so love to hear,
then see how filthy lucre low they can kneel
Reach for the fools gold at the end of the faux rainbow,
trolling for more tears from a-many larynx weary soul
Money talk always speak envy green pantomime,
sour face gestures grins an emerald enamel shine
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2018
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