Thoughtful Meanderings

has it been reduced to the level 

of inconsequential.

illogical

trifling,

dreams and ambitions

hams on a string

reckless containment

never out of line

stay within boundaries

says who

and why

the battle in my mind was never about acquiring huge quantities 

of shekels

counting gold

basking in its glow, 

watching out for side streets

stay on the down low 

cover your tracks, quick

you never know

rather, I believed in true hearts 

devotion

loyalty,

those priceless components

immeasurable

and yet, 

so rare it's almost unknown

which brings us back to the bottom line

it's all about the money

happens every time

we have forgotten what really matters, I swear

that which will stand the test of time

maybe it's just no one cares, anymore

too good to be true

back to blue ...

Reviews

[Alisa Js]

Thank you for your comments and time. I have been away for a bit, but am back!!! ;-)

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:: wow... i love way your words "meander" in this poem... and steer the reader towards the end... the conclusion... which is beautifully expressed in just three words... with the help of skillful alliteration... :: you are a true poet and philosopher, dear alisa... and your astute social commentary in this poem overwhelms... i can't help but think of my own life... and how it's turned so blue... that sometimes i think it would be impossible for me to bring in some yellow... but i can't help but hope... maybe if we try, money won't be the only thing that matters...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, it is now all about the money....not people anymore...

not sure I want to be around in 10 years the way things are going.

well expressed, my friend.

jacob