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United Kingdom of Whores

I welcome you to this magic kingdom Drowned in endorphins and stale perfume To hide the stench of sweat but not shame You're free to leave but you won't be the same So grab a drink, have one of my fags The girls and boys in glamourous rags Fight 'til the sunlight on sticky floors Tomorrow morning they'll regret it, of course Forget your morals, you won't need them now It makes more sense to follow the crowd That seems so happy and carefree Intoxicated is the way to be Am I the jester or the king? This kingdom is my everything Live long, all hail, up against the wall The king is wearing nothing at all If you're looking to lose yourself Leave your soul and brain on the shelf And find yourself washed up on the shores Of the United Kingdom of Whores

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Rena Kiya

Date: 5/11/2012 12:48:00 PM

very good keep it up

Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 5/1/2012 8:24:00 AM

Congratulations on your win in the "Contemporary" contest Roman. Love, Carol

Elliott Bowe The Drunken Poet

Date: 4/27/2012 11:37:00 AM

This was very well written dear poet,congratulations.

Joyce Johnson

Date: 4/26/2012 3:47:00 PM

Congratulations for winning. A very grim sumation of contemporary life. Love, Joyce

Debbie Guzzi

Date: 4/26/2012 2:59:00 PM

Well..there's alot of judgement going on in this write..makes one wonder..morals are particular to the society you live in, yes? Though I am not a citizen of the UK these sorts of behaviors seem to have been around since before the Roman Empire! It is hard to know what if anything to do about it, in the past it seems as if societies just let their youth blow off enough steam to kill themselves and so avoid any compitition with the powers that be? Congrad's Light & Love

Joann Grisetti

Date: 4/25/2012 12:04:00 PM

The tone of the poem sounds a little sad and a little accusatory. I both hated and loved the nights I went our partying like that, rather ambivalent but am now glad I don't go. You really captured a feeling, or spirit.

Black Eyed Susan

Date: 4/25/2012 8:39:00 AM

how could i not read this, with this compelling title? awesome piece. I really liked the line "intoxicated is the way to be" congrats on your win!

Brenda Victoria Northeast

Date: 1/14/2012 6:21:00 PM

I am no critic i.e. no training, but as an observer I think you have written and expressed what you wanted to express well! Kind regards, Brenda : )

Suzanne C. Goudreau

Date: 11/9/2011 6:27:00 PM

The first 4 verses were absolutely captivating but the last verse was a bit too pushy sort of....out of context. Perhaps a softer ending verse would give this poem a fair chance in ratings and a sounder life....Just my opinion of course!

Stuck In Sepia
Date: 11/10/2011 4:34:00 PM

That would be due to the fact that this is a song lyric and the last stanza is the chorus so I changed the flow a bit! But thank you for your feedback :)

Broken Butterfly

Date: 11/9/2011 5:58:00 PM

What a poem. It reminds me of the local bar where I go sometimes in my glamorous rags. I love that line. It makes me think how so many are looking for love even if just for the night. I think it is your title perhaps that maybe readers are unsure of. Well I think it is quite wonderful.

Stuck In Sepia
Date: 11/10/2011 4:34:00 PM

I did intent to somewhat shock with the title! And thank you :)