Cars and watches may make you feel flash,
humanity judged by the amount of their cash,
but some of the richest people I've met,
haven't even heard of Macdonalds yet.
They've nothing to give, but share it all,
content without designer brands and neon malls,
by remembering the things so important in life,
love over greed, peace over strife.
And even tho' they have heat only on some days,
the warmth in their big hearts and eyes always, always stays,
if only we would leave them with their 'old-fashioned' ways,
but the corporate monsters are always hungry for their pay.
(Goggs '99)
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I worked in Romania in 1996 and found it to be a total eye opener. It produced many feelings within me that took a long time to deal with. Thanks for taking me back there. Esra Sloblock