Bragging About Their Stuff Again
Yes, we have this and that and this this this
Their mouths never close, their tongues never miss
Their material things are brought out daily to show
Yet do they know where their surly sons or sad daughters go?
We have heard their offspring are on drugs,dangling far away.
Their children never come home to laugh, eat, study or play.
These parents are parading their emeralds and diamonds now.
Pardon me if I am not impressed I feel no wow.
Where are your children? Do they have food to eat?
What has happened to your hound I used to slip meet?
You have material things, for sure, but is it enough?
I’m glad that what my family has is much better than stuff.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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