Sunday, 23 January 2011

High Life

I don't understand high life.
I am far too low.
That world is too unappealing,
Too strange for me to know.
I don't understand wine bars.
I don't get those guys.
I see no cause for celebration
By people living lies.

6 comments:

  1. Agree with you in regard to a strange world of decadence that I know nothing about. Powerful final lines to an excellent flowing poem. Cheers!

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  2. i think they are on a prom date.

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  3. Heh. Truth. I like it...not so much a take on the prompt as a response to it. And one I can empathize with. To think there's people ritzing it up to hit up things like this while there's people starving in the streets...struggling to pay mortgages...and so on. Ridiculous.

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  4. Powerful thoughts, too often unsaid... not a scene I partake in, but my brother did back in the day.

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  5. I'm kind of laughing at them now see because I know they have Amex bills they can't afford to pay! Nice Adam, I don't get them either ;)

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