Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

Tables turning and fires burning ,
Distant light almost imperceptible.
Ample places for forlorn faces ,
feelings of rationing inequitable .

Daily races ,forcing paces,
Hurry scurry and make the grade;
Limited feeling in tiny spaces 
no choices given , decisions have been made

Left or right , up or down ,
Tracking through the maze unmapped.
Serious or clown  ,
The audience still clapped .

All a show for the crowd,
Limelight or darkness makes no difference .
Be heard all the time or never come around.
It’s unlikely the world will take the time to make an inference .

Or hear a message so profound …..