Cotton Candy

A few are going to be on one side.
The rest will be on another.
And none will see the same parade...
Or who controls what they observe!
That has never concerned them anyway.
Their eyes are prepared to fix on floats.
And the redundacy of colorful marchers.
And who cares if the vendor has no peanuts to sell...
As long as someone sold cotton candy!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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