We linger around the base

Of the idols we worship

Hold pop culture up

To hero standards

And then wonder why

They topple and fall

Pulling culture down

To base standards

The statue was erected

By ourselves…alone

No one directed

The building of it

Except by dictates

Of the crowd

Who will never own

Complicity

Simplicity

Duplicity

In what has happened

Just tune into

The TV

Internet

Cell phone

Texting

Tweeting

The latest rumor

Before BFF

Scoops it

We linger around the base

Of the idol we erect

And then wonder why

It topples to the ground

With a resounding thud

When it was built

From the beginning

On piles of sand

And modeled with

Feet of clay

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I like it!

Your poetry is very good. I've read all of them.

obsessed said:

I like it!

Your poetry is very good. I've read all of them.

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