He came to the city with hopes and dreams
Of a future filled with possibility
He always had a clear cut plan
Based on his brains and ability.
He worked long days to reach his goal
No minute spent for personal time
He saved for Armani for Rolex and Rolls
Getting dollars from every dime.
He awoke each day focused it’s true
And moved through his world with ease
Until the day he fell apart
And succumbed to a worldly disease.
To stay awake he found a friend,
She was white, a powdery snow.
She cost him some money, some precious time
In the street they called her ‘the blow’.
He tried to resist her powerful pull
But was hooked on the feeling, you see.
He lost his money, lost his job
Lost his will to be free.
So which is the siren call you hear
Money, power or greed
Which is the lust that burns your heart
Which hunger do you feed?
With the pending changes to the main site and with the 'passing' of Open Forum #1, I decided to again post this poem. It was the very first poem I sent to 'Passions in Poetry'. Ron made a wonderful greeting card out of it (a copy of which is hanging in my office - along with a copy of the greeting card using the poem 'Lovers Dance'). If none of you have been to the main site, I suggest that you do. I also encourage you to post your wonderful poetry there when it reopens for submissions....the poems are read on a daily basis and are there forever. The forums are wonderful for instant gratification. But the 'public' doesn't come in here...they stay on the main site and read what's posted there. I checked the numbers tonight.....there were 3,702 hits today...and that was at 8:00 p.m.! I can't tell you how wonderful it is to receive fan mail from someone who just read your poem or just received it in the form of a greeting card! We write to touch other hearts....our poems here touch each other..then float like delicate feathers ever downward. The poems on the main site are there for all time. I truly didn't mean to bend your ear for so long, just wanted to tell you that YOU put the passion in Passions in Poetry! Thank you for posting, responding, caring and for listening!