Different Perspective

Talk about some people. They say anything. Tongue tattling and changing course like the lizard’s hide monitoring the rays of the sun. Chasing for scores with stripes come hell or high water. Self-inflicted pain for fame a burning shame; thinking divergently well applauded but hypocrisy in bed with democracy is plain crazy. Independent thought is best when self-preserved; paycheck guaranteed. Gossip makes good party talk keeping the lava lamp aglow like the oily robots deep down in the Gulf off Louisiana no mouth caps can stop the flow of piping hype and drive. And still hear another point that must be drilled but riddle I must tell: know when to walk, know when to run; know when to quit and know when to trim the wit. Never grow old in one spot making face-wrinkles flutter like ribbons on a circus tent. A dinosaur in the Millennium Age wag not your tongue, a sword will nail you down for you must, know when to quit with your wit; know when to run; senility and civility are mere rhymes in these times ditto --but I love the music coming from the bag…pipe. Rest now in peace, you have done your duty spectacularly. Thank you Helen.

© Paterika Hengreaves