#Writephoto Knock

June 1, 2017 — #writephoto, doom death, fate, poem, poetry

knock knock

This is inspired by Sue Vincent’s Thursday photo prompt

Knock knock, Who’s there? I don’t want to get up from my chair

If you have come to beg for candy I can tell you that the cupboard is bare

If you wanted entertainment you can pass through to the cellar room

Where dangerous characters sit around and complain about the gloom

We have no happy servant to greet you, seat you and serve champagne

These days we are lucky to find a few morsels of food to feed the pain

We brought it all upon ourselves, never caring about the fate of others

Sinister side effects of concentrated self delusion eventually smother

The life out of the privileged and those forced into perpetual service

The end of the road comes to everyone, which makes us all very nervous

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