Poetry

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Tattoo's ink smeared everywhere,
with piercings by the score -
and colored-copied rainbow hair,
how can we handle more?

To get a little self-respect
clothes must have a label.
Our auto's must be near perfect,
or we're appeared unstable.

Eye lashes must be fastened on.
Perfume squirts out from sprayers -
liner must be perfect drawn
with powder caked in layers.

Our jewelry we can wear with pride
and aging spots can cover -
the wrinkles we can try to hide
so no one will discover.

Through remedies we dig and dig.
We make a real fuss.
But apply the lipstick to a pig -
it's surface, surface, surface!

We try to conquor blunder,
we think we've conquored dull,
but what I have to wonder
is what's inside our skull?

Man can't look beyond the skin,
Man looks right at the face.
Man sees only fat or thin.
Man still looks at the race.

God sees through all shallowness.
God sees down through the skin.
God sees down deep inside our heart,
God sees down deep within.

Some day man might teach our youth.
Some day man might feel.
Some day man might learn the truth
and hopefully get REAL!

©2009 louis gander (2-18-09) ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
www.ganderpoems.org/

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