Friday, March 16, 2012


I walk this earth
Searching for scraps
But I am not less fortunate
I have never known wealth
Nor was I granted with any
I have been here
Walking alone and empty
My whole life
So when a man’s trash
Is actually gold
Excitement is not what I feel
I feel sorrowful
For while I see its true value
He saw garbage
And it shows the true nature
The nature of man
Never satisfied
Always hungry
So I will stick to these streets
And continue to walk in gold
Because though I am satisfied,
I live in a world of sadness
And sadness
Is an emotion I will not experience

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