Bargain Basement Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

What difference should it make,
How much money one has.
Or where they live,
Furnished with customed made...
Possessions.
Luxurized to widen eyes.

If one's integrity,
Smells and can not be sold...
Even at the lowest,
Bargain basement prices...
To sell or sample to give away?
Those who have come to select,
This person as representing...
The best reflection,
Of a way of life to live...
That can not get any better.
Are the very same people...
Who see the forest,
And the trees.
But have not a clue,
What their value...
And significance is to sustain,
A maintained quality of life!
Nor the reason why...
Anyone without integrity,
Is as worthless a commodity...
Those with a conscious know,
Can smell to recognize...
Whatever it is fenced,
To glamorize from a distance.
Regardless if no one else...
Notices,
It to be sheathed...
In imitation gold!