12.The Closet

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In fatness there is no greatness just

Flatness

Shame and its gain of draining pain

I eat but never stop

I teach but have never thought

I gobble but never thought

I see a solace of flames

That catches my eye but not the fame,

A big belly is not really something to be

Telling on the telly

Shame....... and I remain the same

Without any inspiration to change

Where have I kept my running tracks?

For a dream

Or are we just some jelly and genes

With no DNA to say were healthy

Just charts to show how silly, we've

Become to a family who runs no mile for

Dial of being and healthy and fit  

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