Sunday, November 20, 2011

Talentless Crap



Talentless Crap



Come the big five hundred,
And a chance to reflect.
What is all this crap ???


Do you say it is talent,
When no-one has ever seen,
The products of your creation ?


I do declare a truce,
Amnesty of a world asleep,
To the talentless crap I write....


Better that they not know,
How awful the rhyme is.
The sense of a daring man.


So sleep as angels now,
Dream not of feckless words,
Enjoy the silence of madness....