by Bobby Coles

Created on: April 04, 2009   Last Updated: May 11, 2012

Attention is not on every person's menu

Judged too quickly because of a difference

A fair shake so rarely given

Nasty thoughts fester inside of some

Not cognizant of their wealth of opportunity

The dance of the damned

Far too many participants

Seems as though the floor is always packed

Shyness takes up a permanent residence

Extroverts come here to die

Many people continue to go hungry

Starving for an iota of attention

Instead of assessing their needs

We sometimes deprive them this necessity

Not all have been duly blessed

The world is set up contradictory

Share in and of yourself readily

Do not ignore other's hunger pangs

Positive or negative

Attention seekers usually starve

Full of playful smiles

And a glee that exudes prominently

Comes off somehow as insincere

Damn the dance of the damned

Longing to be noticed

Forever to be wallflowers

It is high time to stop shoe gazing

And get out on the dance floor

Everyone has something to give

Even those dancing the dance of the damned

Look at me they seem to beckon

Shine a little bit of light my way

They deserve some credit

In spite of our truly fickle nature

The heart and mind rarely in harmony

Skills skewed but just a tad

Easily recognizable to some

Those dancing the dance of the damned

All attention is not the same

Some are starving

Others unfairly feasting

The dance of the damned

Awkward and unbalanced

Flailing limbs not corralled

Persecuting eyes shamelessly leer

Stabbing the backs of the damned

Eating away at their sub-conscious

Objectifying people without cause

Susceptible to the scornful eyes of others

Judging and dismissing in the same breath

Compassion and humility are lost virtues

Striving and go-getting at all costs

Blinded by our own insecurity

Forgive others often

Sleep with a clear conscience

Do not let other people wallow in misery

Let them help themselves to a portion of you

Conversation is a great meal

Glean from their sage wisdom

We do not have all the answers

Allow your curiosity to be piqued

Cloak yourself in dance floor

Swagger forth with pride and humility

Equality is a strange monkey

Displays itself far too rarely

Superiority is a feeling often misguided

Inferiority placed upon others without consent

The dance of the damned

Participants not by their own choice

Genetic quirks and abnormalities

Merely make one different-abled

Disabled a misnomer cited by the ignorant

Nobody has the right to point

Fingers of a disparaging nature

We are all but one in the same

Toss a few stones in your own direction

We all have insecurities and faults

Raise people up for a change

Instead of belittling them for a chuckle

Some merely cast in unflattering light

Be a part of the solution

Too many add to the problem

Free your mind to possibilities

Nobody deserves unfair recognition

Insecurity in others robs those ridiculed

The dance of the damned

Same songs are being played

We can all sway and sashay our own way

Nothing should stand in our path

Marching to the beat of our own drummers

Not hearing a different song with another person's ear

Reacting in manners all our own

The whole world is a dance floor

There seems to be less room, however

For those dancing the dance of the damned

In a world that is starving for attention

Share that which we dole out to others

Forgetting not once

Those who are suffering from attention theft

We can all be beacons of hope

Try not to let others go attention hungry

In the game of life

Some are starving for attention

We all deserve a little recognition

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