The Price to Pay

Now is the time appreciate what we are given.

What is your life worth to you,

can I put the gun to your head?

What will you give for a chance?

 

What do you live for?

Can I take your cars, your home,

your clothes, your money?

 

Will you opt to endure?

I can pull the trigger for you,

is it not worth living?

 

Will you want a showy funeral

to ensure we never forget

how much you once had?

 

I’ll shovel the dirt myself,

each pile I throw lands with contempt.

You never saw.

 

They were enough.

You had them all along,

and you never knew.

 

Are you watching them cry,

more ashamed to have loved you

than dismayed to have lost you.

 

Do you see what you gave?
You try to say you were robbed of life,

you never knew the value of that privilege.

 

 

Reviews

[Cedric D. Jr.]

This is such beautiful poetry. Written here is a poem by Melissa Rose that spares no comfort zone. This write points out culture's dissolute influence on man's sinful nature. It's one of the few times when being scolded so harshly was such an endearing endeavor to endure.

[cheeeeese]

Hmm, very meaningful poem, I think it makes you think about life once more, and how much you really have without noticing it. I think we all need to take that second look. I'm glad you wrote this poem. Wonderful piece of work.

[Kelley]

Sounds like your more pissed than sorry for this person.
Either way I like the style of your writing.

Thanks for sharing.

[Tate Morgan]

What a painful tale Was it one of someone in your life/

[Faithy]

It's interesting. I like it a lot. Gives you something to think about afterward.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Dang that was quite something, especially the ending... your questions certainly give the reader a lot to ponder on life and how we live it.

[DezAdela]

Woah i like this one a lot. It is like a reality check in poem form. Very nice use of questions