These poems are for Kush

Goods to buy

It seems there are goods we need to buy
Please desist from pondering why
Seems a shame just not to try
Give up living and curl up to die

In this world there are games to play
Pain tomorrow to balance joy today
With this know we roll the dice away
Bad luck moves on nothing is here to stay

And for you I thought this verse
Please forgive my literary curse
I could not help but write it down
I still like the way you sound

So many objects we have to buy
Keep the pretty ones besides our side
Games to participate and smooth lies
But that is a life that ain’t worth a try

 

One response

  1. A very good message!

    September 1, 2012 at 2:31 pm

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