Purple People

Purple People

A Poem by Matt Decker

Throughout history, purple has been the color of royalty. The Purple People are among us. This poem speaks truth about power.

History hath that tendency
To weave this tragic tapestry --
Stained with pain,
Bane of reign,
Travesty and tyranny
Of devilish dynasty.

Beyond unwieldy doors
Of the olden palace
A bejeweled fool doth rule --
Loyal queen, royal flings,
Blinged rings, golden chalice.

Jesters and minstrels
They play and they sing.
Doth the royal robe
Cloak a set of wings?

From floor to fort
Courts may sport warts
And crowns can be found
Upon heads of clowns.

Blood on the ground,
Spectrum of sound,
From desperate scream
To greed of cha-ching --
Treasures and measures
To which the king clings.


All the jewels and gems
Ruled and had by him
Or found within the realm --
May abate the fate
That surely awaits
Or neutralize the sting
The Grim One brings?
What tower
Or power
May beat back
That dark hour?


The supernova
Who just exploded
Onto the scene,
Onto screens --
All that panache
And cache of cash,
Blind by the lines
Of fame and flash.

Household name
Corners the game --
All the fame
In our world,
Carpets of red

Sidewalks carved
With stars,
Lots of yachts,
Sets of jets,
Royalties and

Ev'ry last wish and whim --
Filled to the hilt and brim --

All this and all that,
Not worth a sole soul,

Ice is nice
For a price
But there abides
A side to Life
Beyond coin,
Pearl and price.


Movers and shakers
Losers and takers
The winners
And then there's
The sinners.

Hoboes and CEOs --
One begs for Joe
In the open cold,
The other goes for gold.

Never mind net worth --
One Life, One Earth
Temporary ev'ry birth,
Full circle unto dirt.

Stuff without Love --
Considering it's withering,
What purpose is served?
What's the actual worth?


Shadow elite,
Undisclosed street,
Secretly they meet.

The course of our planet --
For worse they do plan it?

Behind darkened windows,
Lines of agenda,
What plots they discuss --
Future fate of us?

Here's the deal --
There comes a day
(Not too far away)
What's made
In the shade
Be revealed
Into light of

In the end,
Where we've been,
After the wins,
Sins and friends,

One thing will matter
Upon Life's ladder --
Did we climb after
Our King, The Master?

© Matt Decker

© 2019 Matt Decker

Author's Note

Matt Decker
"There was a certain rich man, which was clothed in purple..."
LUKE 16:19

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Added on July 3, 2019
Last Updated on July 3, 2019
Tags: Purple, Color, Symbolism, Philosophical, Spiritual


Matt Decker
Matt Decker

Centre, AL

Linguistic Alchemist. Writer. Author. Poet. Lyricist. And unabashed word nerd. more..

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