Minute Gravity Poem by Kevin Lee

What hath gotten
you under pressure?
Solely maturity missing,
for naivety has taken over
its job.

Exhaustion beaming through blinds:
Blank-faced boys bewitched and
bewildered at a bargain.
Unfortunately the broom-sticks
of brown haired witches
has no value in this era.

An era where competition
survives defeating mannerism,
for that rat-race is
Greater in beauty than a pageant,
Greater in size than a mammoth,
and Greater in joy than a classic

to a world in which the 'Greatest'
depends on DOLLARS not cents.