Them whom say he's a hoarder;
Juz-cuz he's buying things the same things over-and over;
Mattering’s my mind races just spiraling;
Going, going, moving on;
Spawns are the curses deemed;
Resources deem desponded bond;
Passionate are the dream;
So over bearing I consume so much I buy, buy, buy Why?
Boarder line hoarder purchases stacked toward the skies;
Just what are we looking for I’m expiring?
Midst calms justice’s screams;
Values costly rallies dreams;
Just ain't got no "enough"
Cuz, it's the end of the world ya know it!!
6/26/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
Categories:
desponded, adventure, analogy, conflict, confusion,
Form: Light Verse