Shallow

We so shallow
No deeper than the bottom of the barrel
So infatuated with cars and clothes
Everyone wants to be some type of pimp with all the whores
Abusing others souls with no remorse
I wonder how we fell so far off course
Muddy waters with caution signs
Make us think we deep
In actuality it don’t make it past feet
Perfumes and sweet scents cover up our stink
Too busy trying to get it to stop and think
We so shallow, it’s hard to see….

The Poet Q

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