Everything That Glitters

While on my way to Golden Town I saw a man outside in tattered clothes He looked so tired and weary His eyes we’re so sad and teary Though he looked right at me I swear his eyes looked beyond “Good Sir, “ I asked, “are you alright? “ The stranger did not respond! “I’m headed down to Golden Town, “ I expected a response to this But he did not utter a single sound! I was greeted with apathy instead “You’re wasting your time, “ he finally said Everything that glitters, is not gold Somehow it turns rotten at its core Trust me when I tell you, it’s all so temporary! I gazed upon the Golden Town Conflicted by all of the lights How could a town be so crooked and dark When the outside shone so bright? 1.3.23