Exotic Jewels Poem by Imaanah Saleem

I was saving exotic jewels-
Crafted from my own eyes-
For a moment that I needed them most

Worthless…

As gorgeous as they were-
Sparkling in all their glitter-
Its truth was too bitter of a taste for sugar to coat

No one would want them,
There wasn't anyone I knew that could stand their salty flavor but I,
They spill from me

There I go-
The machine-
Making all that noise, while in my head shouting the words
JACK POT!
In a room by myself
When I was done,
And all my jewels were spread out before me,
I wondered intensely about what it was that I could afford,

Nothing…

They were worthless,

Luckily for me that life was priceless

I could get by.