People question me about my content
“You never write about the beautiful things”
Everything is grim
Everything is ugly
Everything is damned
But hideousness is the currency of loveliness
Some people spend more then they’re worth
These folks are the poorest
Not shanty people in Africa
Not the bum pissing in an alley
Because,
To them
A sunset is a sunset
A dollar is a dollar
Art is art
But in reality,
Nothing is relative
Everything beautiful is paid for
By something repulsive
Something cruel
What is beauty without definition?
Stop waiting outside soup kitchens
Stop begging on crowded streets
Stop believing fairytale fiction
If you want real beauty
Open your eyes
Close your mouth
Keep your hands in your pockets
And one day…
You will be a millionaire
I read this poem, and i must say its really beautiful, you're an exeptional writter, keep up the good work, very well written...
If you want real beauty Open your eyes Close your mouth Keep your hands in your pockets And one day… You will be a millionaire Very well summed up. CP
There's so substitute for your own observations. Very cerebral, as always, but prophetic and passionate :) Does this hold true for pple?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
phillosophical and yet a lot of truth prevails...loved it