Be Sure

What a bizarre news is in the press
The world’s longest Flamenco dress

With a thirteen meters’ lengthy tale
Was worn by a Spanish female

Carrying two hundred kilos’ weight
Of precious cloth as sure as fate

I wonder what the watchers gain
How does this prospect entertain?

What for the people are insane
Is the whole function not in vain

Is this the way the things should go
Is it not mere pomp and show?

Sheer display of extravagance
Or snobbish pride of performance

Fanciful gratification
Or pretentious ostentation

Lavish use of time and finance
What’s the use of such an instance?

In stead of seeing frenetic dance
Around us we ought to have a glance

There is millions of indigent
Penniless, needy, insolvent

For down-and -out we shut the door
Are they not humans we ignore?

We owe a bit of what we get
Or we are prone to be in debt

If we don’t give them some relief
Some day we might be filled with grief

We do not happen to believe
Our ancestors, Adam and Eve

Put on Flamenco dress or robe
Be sure none is bare on the globe