|
Don’t know…
Where to look
The beautiful
Trees…
Covered with
Fruits, flowers
And leaves…
Fully clothed.
Or the men and
Women…
Strutting out
Their stuff
In blobs of
Flesh…
Sparsely attired,
Semi-naked.
I would prefer
The former to
The latter, but
I have no choice.
Do I?
It amazes me
To see this
Paradox of
Existence!
My views
Of nature’s
Picturesque
Spring-summer
Blossoms…
Being ceaselessly
Blighted by
Unsightly bodies
That leave me
Distracted…
With their
Lewd images of
Voyeuristic vulgarity.
Cleavages, butts, bellies
And thighs, walking on
Micro-mini, long legs…
Vying for the attention of
Matted chests and arm-pits
With pumped up triceps…
Shirtless bodies, aplenty
On show, I don’t know
Where to go….to view
Nature’s pristine greens,
Unadulterated.
In this sea of semi-nude
Dregs, for some decency,
My vision begs…
(written on seeing the ‘next-to-nothing’ summer wear in UK streets, parks and beaches, where guys and girls are wearing less and less nowadays…)
|
