Societal Prescription I
Living the lap of luxury all that glitter isn’t gold
Whatever ‘retail therapy’ provides is not worth the soul
Compassion mixed with a dash of guilt thinking of the ‘have not’s
But it is not enough to stop waiting at the door for the UPS drop-offs
Money, greed, power these are the values of today
Torn between love of man or feeding the cliché’
Keep up with the Jones’ bombards the airwaves, everything airbrushed in between
When all looks just so, she’s a size 2, he’s GI Joe, and baby completes the scene
Then you will have ‘arrived’ so this is what ‘they’ say
Copyright © Danitra David | Year Posted 2014
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