Sunday, February 8, 2009

The Birth of the Consumer

The field of beauty did not ask
For a population of mass
But the selfish greed of the ego
Was built up to take away
All that others were not willing to give
Weeds of seeds planted as thoughts and desires
Took over their own beautiful gardens
Until one day
All that grew in their minds
Was the preoccupation
Of wanting, to want
And buying to buy
Until the real beauty of their reality
Became a malnourished truth
A battle ground between the lost you
and their ravenous monster, 
the consumer
of wants.

1 comment:

  1. OMG!
    i LOVE this!
    you are amazing...the way you just come up and speak whats on your heart!

    i support you all the way!