The old Guarantee

 The face lights up
roundeed cheeks and extensive smile
Nothing is more alive
Nothing more animated

Go and seek the face said
reach out into the world
pick out what you require
savor the glimmer of it

Youthful and fresh
As rebuilt sometime this morning
The same wisdom radiating from the brow
Almost dimples form

The voice said
Go and get it
it was yes in a long sigh
it exists

for a split second to shatter my shame
What a gift for the meager grifter I am
a word peddler piddling similie
The guarantee seemed so far

Now it glows like the sun
yet not overpowering
letting me continue
on my weary trail

Because that face lit up
So that I might continue
to go and conquer
with the same smile

on my face
With the same energy i coveted
with the same humongous steel will
visions of amplitude

Just a quick visit
from beyond the grave