old and torn apart
like the rags of charwoman;
beholding the illusion
of reality;
touching the non-existence;
feeling the falsity;
sad products of time;
hideous pretence all over;
prejudice engulfing the feeble;
foppish nouveau riche so blind,
lacking the aesthetics of reality;
grovelling to more powerful
procuring their favour;
with blur and bedridden conscience;
ill-trimmed thoughts and justifications;
self-centered and indifferent to
bitter facts of time and space;
dead in and squalid out;
These are the accessories of minds so feeble.