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Well Fed -------------------------------------------
A raccoon rifles through my outside trash
Disturbing a meal that I paid for in cash
With eyes that roll back and an utterance crass,
I state my detest at the thought of it's actions
Searching below to find solace in scraps
While I whine from inside that I have no time to fast
All empathy is slain by the size of my slacks
And all apathy is gained by the turning of my back
What reason have I to not sympathize?
What reason have I to not realize
that the raccoon in my trash is much more than a mammal
The raccoon in my trash is a man
There's no pleasing the miser, he will always feel poor
There's no pleasing the miser, he will always want more
i was just thinking about you and wondering if you would ever return and then i saw you on the commenters of the week list and almost died!
its the last two lines that nail this piece for me.
there is no pleasing a miser.
i think poverty is a mentality.
i have a friend who has saved $20,000 this year. my total income for the year hasnt even been that much lol.
and yet i have been able to provide breakfasts every sunday for 9-16 kids and entertain friends and pay all my bills and live a normal life whereas he has been so focussed on saving every penny that he would rather complain that his watch broke and he had to keep it in his pocket than go out and spend $10 on a new one... its completely foreign to me.
its gotta be hard to always be wanting more. must be exhausting.
life needs to have some kind of satisfaction and if you are just working to accumulate rubbish you have no time to use then... whats the point?
interesting that the raccoon turned into a man...
its good to have you back