Do not blame the boot that lies,
its face is turned against the skies .
And though it has a tongue and eyes
it cannot take a human guise.
Cast aside the hows and whys,
the poor man’s screams and rich man’s sighs
and bid farewell, no last reprise,
for every man who’s born soon dies.
That was another prompt poem from Simply Snickers
Agitation of hands. Strength of words. 
Very nicely written and a perfect rhyme scheme.
Forgive me if this sounds hyperbolic, but this is quite good, perhaps even Collins-esque.
Thank you both.
this was so clever.. the tongue and the eyes… excellent… i loved it….
So creative and witty: “And though it has a tongue and eyes, it cannot take a human guise.”
Love it.
Thanks for participating in SIMPLY SNICKERS’ weekly prompt.
Blessings,
Linda
THE BOOTING BROTHER, at Nickers and Ink
I adore the rhyme scheme and theme.
Paisley – Thanks very much. I read yours too. It was very good.
Linda – I won’t be posting every week but there was something about those words that inspired.
Ali – Thank you! :] I’ll let you in on a little secret. I’m rather rubbish at rhyming poems. But there’s something about the continuous rhyming, with the same rhyme, that I really like. It makes it more intense for me, more flowing, and reminds me of my favourite Robert Frost poem.