An Instantaneous Introspection Poem by John Sensele

Blessings, graces and favours cling
Waste not your best shot on a fling
Neither should you idolize bling

For your best assets lie inside
Surpassing the fading beauty outside
Putting puny pride to a side

As more purposeful grows your pilgrimage
To elevate your spiritual and mental image
Rather than flattering petty plumage

Scintillating like petals of a flower one moment
Succumbing and dying a moment later in torment
Slain at sunset with neither ado nor cosy comment

Leaving in your mouth a bitter taste
For such a worthless pursuit in a haste
To reap and heap into your pale palms a distinct distate.