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....