deepundergroundpoetry.com

Mansions in Paradise

It will not save us
scrawling notes
from a sinking ship
We should have listened
to those freaks in '76
when the oceans still seethed
with life
when we had time enough
for change
But your sun of dollars
burned too bright
fed dreams of greed
that poisoned hearts
turned sanity deranged
So what use now
those fancy cars
or your finest mansions
in paradise
when the flames dance
and the railroad buckles
while the highway waits
to ignite
Abracadabra
Written by Abracadabra
Published
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 2 reading list entries 1
comments 2 reads 162
javalini
Commenting Preference: 
The author encourages honest critique.

Latest Forum Discussions
COMPETITIONS
Today 2:39am by Honoria
COMPETITIONS
Today 00:57am by JusTim_
COMPETITIONS
5th December 2022 10:58pm by Razzerleaf
SPEAKEASY
5th December 2022 8:16pm by ThePiper
SPEAKEASY
5th December 2022 4:34pm by PAR
COMPETITIONS
5th December 2022 4:30pm by Honoria