Todays world is bliss
(if you practice avarice)
it's a paradise untold
(if you'll grovel for some gold)
there's a coolness you can feel
(if you like touching steel)
what an age beyond compare
(for those without a care).
Are You Reading Me?
todays world is bliss for those without a care...true that, if money is your god and you'll do anything for it...smiles
ReplyDeleteFantastic job =) So true
ReplyDeleteThis is one of my biggest fears - is this it? As one of my favorite poems says: 'Each age is a dream that is dying or one that is coming to birth.'
ReplyDeleteI call it peace, and I have it! Love your poem!
ReplyDeleteMoney (enough of it) does not equate to happiness - although it helps...
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
Another fear I hadn't considered--that our lack of trust would be justified. I love the ironic pairing of statements in the piece.
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