To me this about value. The play-on of sand dollars, not real money...so what is the value? Well there's value in the creator/ the magic of the thing. Crack it open...no magic; no god. And now I owe you nothing.
What is the value of a green piece of paper? Well, it's a dollar...we give it value. Crack it open, see what's inside. Nothing. No magic. I owe you a thousand of those? I owe you nothing.
This poem is superb! It's creative, real, and nice and short. This is by far one of my new favorite poems of all time!It's so bitter, and keeps the same theme throught the poem. This is very well written and I loved it! Thank you for submitting this!!!! BIG FAN!!!
This has definite darkness surrounding it.
From the inclusion of "no magic will come from it and no god" this poem will certainly split the audience in to those who believe and those who do not. People with a devout belief in a 'god' may dislike this piece, because it illustrates the 'no life after death' theory.
Personally, I found it a little difficult to digest, and thats from an athiest point of view...BUT after a few re-reads, I did grow to like this piece. It's good to see someone who feels they can write poety like this that doesn't technically flow very well, but does create very poignant images.