WantA Poem by IlerahA simple poem
How do we pick our course?
How does life continue? What makes us decide? We should have fun, we should become rich, have a good life. Full of wealth and fun. What makes us pick this? Why not be simple? Why does everyone have a want, a want to be known. Even the simple people, they want more. Everyone wants more. The poor, the simple, the starved. They all want. The rich, the famous, the kings. They all want. Everyone wants something else. The royalty want to live simple, away from responsibilities. While the poor, the poor want it all. Wealth, a nice car, a big house. Everyone wants. Many wealthy people seek something. Even the people, who we see as those who have it all. Even they want. Everyone wants.
© 2015 IlerahAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorIlerahAlberta, CanadaAboutLike writing both poems, and stories. Manly fantasy, but I like a mix. more..Writing
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