The Pillow On Amazon Poem by chris schwartz

I do not care
About the pillow you bought
From Amazon
It isn't pretty
In the eyes
Of the woman
Who truly loves Him.
While you see the beauty
In your material things,
I see the drain
Upon the man I love
Because of your lust for money.
It's a shame
That those like you
Never get the Karma,
Nor the pain
They deserve.
But, then again,
Maybe they do.
They never feel the love
From the heart
Deeper than the burning core
Of the Earth
That I have had,
Once he was free from you.

Girl, we all got our prisons
But This one,
You should have
Tried
To hold
Cause now He's free
From the Bars,
The cold cell
You enclosed him in
Called: " The Impossible Home."
His new guardian angel
Is named
Little Red.
Now, leave us
Alone.
And cry on
Your pillow
Purchased from
Amazon.