“I’m rich! I’m rich” I shouted harshly <br />I can buy all things highly <br />People surround me will like me immediately <br />Mostly, no one would hate me intentionally <br /> <br />Summer air will be filled with closure <br />Living like god, no pressure <br />Bartering bliss and francs with all kinds of pleasure <br />This might be the best life ever, and that’s for sure <br /> <br />I’m pretty much certain, this is true <br />It is, no more sky of blue <br />I caught, all of a sudden, by a sunlight beam <br />And I’ve been awakened, it was all just a dream<br /><br />Sheldon Allen Saluta<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/false-certainty/
