They think, like dolphins or elephants they're so smart,
And like goats they behave rather intelligent;
They think by riches they can get everything bought,
Even the rarest of rare gems of great elegance...
I had once, by error, conceived such a concept,
Started wielding, like kings, the scepter of power;
Over the rules and laws, I could get my conquest,
Even on the state treasury, I could tower...
I walked, talked, smiled, laughed, and as a kangaroo leaped
Ate, drank, made merry, and often celebrated;
Though around my mansions the poor like large rags heaped,
I went as though nothing to be cogitated...
It's then when once like the sun I peeped within me,
I could find vacuums with darkness flirting in;
I eat but feel no strength; my laugh has no true glee,
Like the dark clouds, glooms, within me, have made their inn...
The poor, needy, homeless - all I see so happy,
Like birds of the air and fish of the sea they flow;
It's hence I ask me like a prodigal hippy,
Losing my simplicity how far shall I go?
01 July 2021
I am going to be rich and famous,
everyone will know me, my name in lights!
Great! Where will you start?
Will you be a singer, dancer, artist, basketball star? Quarterback?
Not sure yet.
But I will be grandiose and brilliant; everyone will be calling my name.
I will wear dark sunglasses, and people will fight over my autographs.
I will be the utmost!
When will you start?
How will you begin?
What is your plan?
What talent will you pursue?
It is not clear yet, but when I begin, watch out!
I will zing through this world with zest.
I will have so much zeal, it will electrify guitars.
I will be on magazine covers, I will be the best.
I am sure that you will, honey.
When will you begin?
What can I do to help?
Not sure yet. My plan must be perfect.
Of course, sweetie, but honey, you are already sixty.
Do you think you could start with a nonperfect plan and tweak it?
Absolutely not mother!
The Rich And Famous
Written: by Tom
3/14/2020
Too many view themselves as being upper crust,
just because they have more money than another.
But does that mean they deserve our undying trust,
with opinions they attempt to sway or smother.
They exist on a pedestal for all to see,
and actively participate in back scratching.
With this way of thinking I can't seem to agree,
notoriety stamps most eggs they are hatching.
Hollywood types sell things on TV
that they probably haven’t tried,
and sheep are slaughtered by each word they say.
Tom
Any total ignoramus
Can end up rich and famous,
But riches and celebrity
Often lead to misery.
Contented I have grown
Being poor and little known.
A blanket of stars sweep the coming night--
Hollywood bound-- their castles and sacred walls.
Gossip and bribery become their industry tools,
the crucifixes they wear-- another piece in their collection.
Their ancestors may not have been so black and white,
a widescreen decorated with such colourful fools,
blood diamond draped gowns and endangered shawls--
printed dreams with cabbage green in sight,
those raised walls must some day crumble
betraying love that was once so humble,
the minutes turn into hours, days, months--
a plugged in telephone does not ring once.
The sky above them--a clear azure blue,
yet only blackness can they ever view.
Well, I was gonna write a poem
But I can't remember how
I know words are involved
You know, like "thee" and "thou"
And I was gonna be famous
You know, like Edgar Allan Poe
Wait!, I think that was his name
Or was it David Allan Coe?
Yep, I was gonna be rich and famous
Til a friend of mine said
"You can't be rich and famous,
Til long after you're dead"
I knew right then I didn't wanna die
So a mediocre poet, I'd be
And if anybody ever said I was good
I'd say, "Huh?"... "Who me?"
Now words come easy to one like me
Course, I don't really know how to spell
But that just keeps me down to earth
We wouldn't want my head to swell
So if I write a poem that's really good
Don't say, "Great" say, "It's okay" instead
Cause I don't wanna be rich and famous
And I don't wanna turn up dead
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