To Kurt
A spade is a spade
Empathy is a threat
Left him to his fate
Money was really not that great
Come inside,
Let us all hide
In darkness she cried
Spiraling gap from where they spied
Darkness and tether
The void and the ether
Masking the unmasked to make us feel better
How come the sweet life taste bitter
A diamond is bright
The Red heart can fight
Whereas the clubs are the world’s blight
Spade and its might
Meaning is meaningless
Feelings and its emptiness
Looking for empathy
Ohh the profanity
~~~~
Roby
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