Fifty Two

You live life by drips, yours not a big sea, the blue light hid, only fools gyrate, bring each day few gifts, is this how you delegate, latticed with fibs, it's all just a wheeze, truth gets hid, this is no child’s game, around your greed, how you cherish your ways, what about the kids, are they to be squeezed, left gone adrift, golden wings can't negate, their flight on the breeze, can't wait to get away, if you knew how to give, we wouldn't need, to hide from your grip, cant you see ?