Slaves To Appearances Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Slaves to appearances,
And trading faked faces.
Meant and kept for pretentions met.
Slaves to appearances,
And trading faked faces.
Meant and kept for pretentions met.

Chasing other wannabees with a need,
To find a reason and rhyme to life.
Chasing other wannabees with a need,
And unsatisfied to fly their own kites.
All devoted to be noticed.

Slaves to appearances,
And trading faked faces.
Only to be left feeling nothing meant.
Nothing that satisfies with content.
Chasing other wannabees with a need,
To find a reason and rhyme to life.
And just for the purpose to be noticed.

Slaves to appearances,
With dressed backs.
Slaves to appearances,
To mask their acts.
Slaves to appearances,
To feed those needs...
To have an emptiness felt inside pleased.
Slaves to appearances,
To feed those needs...
To have an emptiness felt inside pleased.
And all of them faking to be noticed.

Chasing other wannabees with a need,
To find a reason and rhyme to life.
Chasing other wannabees with a need,
And unsatisfied to fly their own kites.
All devoted to be noticed.

Slaves to appearances,
And wanting them sold.
Slaves to appearances,
As if they were gold.
Slaves to appearances,
Although they are old.
But no one wants to hear this told.

Slaves to appearances,
('And wanting them sold.')
Slaves to appearances,
('As if they were gold.')
Slaves to appearances,
('Although they are old.')
But no one wants to hear this told.

Slaves to appearances!
('And trading faked faces.)
Slaves to appearances!
('Too late to update.
Or change their fates...but')
Slaves to appearances!
('And trading faked faces.)
Slaves to appearances!
('Too late to update.
Or change their fates...
To have a focus on this noticed.')