Washed Away Kingdom
Fast cars, and football field yards
hummingbird souls fluttering their regards
to the estate's caretaker of lush green
ambiguous color meaning, whether it be
an envious mind or filthy old money
constructs platinum platters carrying
golden dreams served to heirs
on demand false love in the Hampton air
polo played, race tracks arrayed
for us to display our father's toys
sad to say our solemn kingdom
of elite reign will someday
fall over and blow away
weltering in the rolling waves
they wash away our very way
of life
- Julien Grey
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