Sonnet Sunday's: Rose Colored Glasses
Can’t look at the world with rose colored glasses
Or
make decisions slower than molasses
Our
world is filled up with such trouble and pain
Driving
all of us to the point we’re insane
There
are no heroes in this our day and age
Climbing
to the top, who has the better rage
Divorce
is common, it’s an everyday thing
Insensitive
ears, we can’t hear the angels sing
I
cannot believe that chivalry is dead
Our
one concern is that the big dogs are fed
We
all keep clawing away to reach the top
Waiting
to see who will be the next to drop
I
can’t believe in the vile-natured masses
Missing
my short time with rose colored glasses

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