Sunday, January 30, 2005


Sorry, this poem is absolutely BRUTAL, but I just had to get out my frustrations about how materialistic the world is. As much as we try to fight it, we get sucked into it all before we know it. What is money and riches going to get us on Judgement Day? I am so embarrassed about how much I desire worldly things.

Rows of utensils shiney and bright,
Set out before you with purpose and order.
Seven different courses to consume through the night;
So much food wasted as others struggle to survive.

Along with the meal, your dress is extravegant;
Hundreds of dollars for a one-time use.
Left to hang in your closet
Like a forgotten memory.

The evening is sheer extravagence,
Money spent on achieving a luxury you cannot afford.
Trying to act the part
Of the desired socialite.

But is this what we are taught to live for?
"Work hard for your money because it's all that counts."
So sad have we become that we desire all of these things;
We think they make us who we are.

Although we know that they won't get us far,
We crave THINGS until we die,
Because we are hypocrites--
We shun those who have it, then try to be like them.


Blogger maryec said...

As the world turns!
That about sums it up.
Good poem.

February 1, 2005 at 11:42 AM  
Blogger sarah-janemorrison said...

Great longing in your poem. Your poem is very relevant to today's subject matter. We seem to have an isatiable appetite for material goods. Consumerism is something that beckons and lures all of us in and we need to be stronger in order to resist its pull. A great sense of urgency about the wasteful desires of one who lets clothes rot as soon as their buying power is over is conveyed through this poem.

February 3, 2005 at 10:38 AM  
Blogger Donna said...

I really enjoyed your poem because it's so true. People focus way too much on what they have. It drives me nuts. Especially to see people buying clothes etc. for the name they represent and nothing else. Your poem has a good point and people could stand to listen to it.

February 6, 2005 at 7:09 PM  
Blogger Tova Stone said...

This poem is actually quite good, not brutal at all! It actually reminds me of a play that I studied called "Everyman" written by the one and only Anonymous, hehe!! but you should definatley read the play. It is about God telling the Devil to go and tell the character Everyman that he is going to die today. Everyman and ever other character is an allegorical subject that stands for something else in the world that we trust or consume in, and in the end the only thing that agrees to go with him to the after world is good deeds. I actually wrote an essay on it maybe i will post it, hey you've inspired me!! YAY!!! anyways again i thought your poem was great and i definitley think you should read this drama.

February 10, 2005 at 8:08 AM  

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