insight

a poem

Face painted brush strokes hidden lines
Of right and wrong, and inference defines
These psychological prison cells.

Daggered word cloaked venom drips
Acidic sustenance forced through lips
Of consummate consumers’ hells.

Pretentious precocity peddled as need
To myopic constituents conditioned by greed,
Accepting this heaven’s self-appointed angels.

Life’s crystal lens sharp focus brings
Brief clarity, then, as with all things,
Converges truth from parallels.

(c) Edward Terry 1997. All Rights Reserved.