Going by
In cars out of a dream
Unaware of their poverty
Poor
Broken
Lost
Ignorant
Climbing ladders to nowhere
I am wealthy
Rich
Living a lavish life
They have no idea
Another flight
Gone again today
Left behind his home
No worry they have enough
Toys
Cars
A maid
Classes
Everything they need
Except him
I am wealthy
Rich
Living a lavish life
I see clearly
Simple, full of us
Love thick like fog
Fills the air
No leather seats
No maid
Wealth of unimaginable degrees
We’ve got everything
Riches and riches
I am wealthy
Rich
Living a lavish life
I want them to see
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January 5, 2007 at 4:20 pm
I enjoyed this piece…very vivid and full of want..thank you for sharing~john