The media have told me <br />I will die in the next six or seven years <br />I listen intently <br />As I will be taken by a tsunami or earthquake. <br /> <br />Will I have time to put the cat out? <br />Bring the clothes in? <br />Yeah, I'm really bothered <br />As long as the 5th avenue up and coming yuppies <br />Go with me - I will be content. <br /> <br />I look back at my life - I have never had money, <br />But just enough to live <br />And to buy books to increase my swollen collection <br />I find that I am happy. <br /> <br />I don't walk the street in $500.00 suits <br />A mobile phone glued to my ear. <br />Italian shoes are not the shoes I wear <br />Boots and leather jacket. <br />Come that all fails and I am still alive <br />I can still spit in the direction of the successful, <br />As they will continue to corrupt and pollute the earth.<br /><br />willow moon pearce<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/3am-thought/
