Sunday, 5 July 2020

False Prophet

A 2020 poem


Let him be happy for a while
Fill his ears with lies, and smile


Calamity is creeping to his street
Marauding in the darkness
Claws extended, ready to take a swipe
Tell him he is safe
Clap your hands, tell jokes, distract
Play a little game, pocket the cash


Speak a vain imagining or three
Keep that silly talk away from me


Image by Alexas_Fotos from Pixabay

https://pixabay.com/illustrations/smiley-emoticon-money-greed-funny-681601/

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