Show Of Shame Poem by Chris Jibero

Be it destiny or luck
Know I not
But at every clearance to land
Some boogey in love similitude
Comes to pay me unsolicited homage
Alighting flamboyantly in the tunnel
Of my red carpet adorned chest
Wearing alluring perfume
And sparkling white linen
Atop sordid stinking underwears
Adeptly designed by deceit
Pitching and advertising
Her free theatre of shame
That thrives tentatively
In parasitic luxury

But He whose abode I am
Comes handy to expel
Every masquerade that marshals
Deception unto His lovely home
But utimately leaves me
Stronger and better
At the tardy and doleful exit
Of every clumsy actress.

(c) Chris Jibero.2004.