Mama's Skirt

There you are; in your own little world…
Simple & small, yet satisfactory
Draped in happiness
Pain and worry isn’t taught in your vocabulary,
To be oblivious, is delicious
Shameless blameless innocence
Wake up in the morning, sinless
No tattoos or costume,
Just you….
Take a peek from behind the curtain,
To see the boogeyman creep in the day,
And two-legged snakes,
Kleenex crocodiles,
Jewel encrusted spiders,
Dragons in Chinchilla, diamonds, silk & minks
Cheshire vampires & caviar zombies
Angels cry, demons play
Witches are a myth….so they say
Knights twerking in bikinis,
 Barbies in jockstraps,
Daddies squirting Botox,
Mommies popping Viagra,
Babies bumping Pediasure, saying,’’ I beez in a trap’’
And so, the horror show
Continues to roll, with no
Mercy to slow,
And this is the future that we have been endowed but for now….
It is time for the credits to scroll,
As we start to depart,
& just to be frankly curt
I think I’d rather linger here behind Mama’s skirt.