PaupertasA Poem by Ryan AdalemA modern (and uncliched) take on what it means to be "poor".
I am a flower
That will die after I bloom At the peak I shall fall For the limit is not in the middle It is in the end Realization of mortality Why be drowned by possessions? The afterlife has no room for such. Dreams will remain The "let it be physical" But at the peak Let go of your birds Let go of your tears And let go of your gold Lavishness does not measure importance Nor does price bring respect Live the dreams but forget not Man is affected by hands Wealth is not a sin But ignorance is most foul Possession is not forbidden But gluttony stains the name We the viruses Kill blindfolded the cell Our eyes covered by greed Greed is a servant of destruction Greed is a sickness Paupertas my friends Be content For we are flowers Beautiful and young Who will shrivel and die...
© 2011 Ryan AdalemAuthor's Note
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