patricia dashwood


The Good Life

A good life today is measured by money
To me its seems strange and even uncanny
Artificial, superficial, new values of life
Outcast and ridiculed those born into strife

The lesser one toils, the greater the reward
Some slave the day long, only bread can afford
Those who do favours, considered as daft
Esteemed are those that envy do craft

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