Rake

They ask for mirror's,
But just for zeros,
Mindless of reflections,
Of not directions.

They want the pleasure,
That lays in the leasure,
But of what measure
When they miss the actual treasure.

They want the dreams,
Of what it seems,
Taken like meals,
How they feel,
But what zeal ,
Lays in this deal?

They ask for honesty,
But lack loyalty,
And while away dynasty,
Of what empathy,
Where there is only sympathy,
And know not royalty.

And so I ask,
What amusement,
Lays in this game they call entertainment,
Where hearts are beheaded,
Minds are deviated,
And souls are misguided.

Reviews

[DNathan]

Thought provoking. I enjoyed the flow.

[Perkele.7885]

It would appear to that you that the entertainment media world is infiltrating the minds of your young people and taking their active minds away from family or royalty issues of life in your country. Sadly enough, that may well be true. We are in an an electronic streaming media world. Your poem was hard for me to understand but, I read it many time and what I wrote is what I thought that you meant.

[Yasmin Moukarim]

Thank you. That's another way to look at it too. 😊

[Perkele.7885]

I hope that I helped you!

[Yasmin Moukarim]

You did, & I'm most grateful.

[Abderrahmane Dakir]

I like it. It's a deep thoughts. Thank you for sharing.

[Yasmin Moukarim]

Thankyou.😊