Gravity Is King Poem by Hebert Logerie

Gravity is king, fall is queen
What goes up must come down
Like the balls of a sick clown
And the spleen of a fake dean.

Documents are unsealed
Lies are naturally revealed
There is no place to hide
Simply wait for the ride.

Athan is happy, not gay
Anything goes in the alley
One day, you shall pay.

Tomorrow is another day
Shame is the worst reward
To accept without a word.

Copyright © December 2018, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry