No Freedom to Breathe-Entrapped Inside An Ego
If money was the answer,
To having that spice of life enriched.
Why do many who have 'everything'.
Decide there's nothing to live for...
Commit suicide?
As if God abides.
And the emptiness that is felt...
From within so many,
They successfully hide.
And the poor are despised!
For having hunger and homelessness,
On their side.
And teased by TV advertisements...
With infested garbage, decadence and lies.
The rich make claims to have all of it!
Success, yachts and homes with many rooms...
With no one in them to visit or sit.
While taking trips out of the minds.
And paying exorbitant fees to 'experts'...
To help them find time to waste.
Since they have developed an acquired,
An expensive taste...
To waste and waste!
Most of them pigs.
And have little attraction for hygiene.
Step inside the world of these creatures...
Few display discipline.
Even fewer will be seen as clean.
Those butts don't get washed.
Too many are seeking to impress...
Attending parties, premieres or drinking,
At exclusive bars.
Getting drugged and delusioned,
By wicked images!
Observe them nervously fidget,
As they make claims to have it ALL.
'Government and tax free? '
If money was the answer,
To having that spice of life enriched.
Why do many who have 'everything'.
Decide there's nothing to live for...
Commit suicide?
As if God abides.
And the emptiness that is felt...
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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