La Beau Poetique! Part-Une Poem by Savio Antonio Vogt

Life as said,
Goes by so slow! ,
In the grey fields that glow,

Glow of sounds,
And of not peace!
The living lay decease!

With all of work,
And not of fun!
No time to enjoy music,
Always on the run!

For if fun is there,
Its misused without care! !
How much more can one advice? ! !
For even that, he or she shall pay a price! !

Price of being ignored,
Price of being never spoken to,
That's what people do now a days to you,

You may not know,
But! this is true,
If you have money, they all befriend!
If your lost without no cash in their lives you will not blend,

Life goes by,
And you will not see,
The time you spend,
In your misery! !

That all you can do,
Is think of something new,
And I'm sure to tell!
You will be out of your blue! !
And never again hell!

So this fact be told by me this way,
As now I rest for today! !