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The Happy Poem

The Happy Poem

A happy world, a happy life
Society full of filters
Always in the future, never in the presence

Consume, consume, consume
We are never satisfied
Always want M O R E
In need of M O R E

Song full of heartbroken artists
We are lost
We are hopeless
Heartless society only materialize

Media full of independence
Reality full of judgements

Money is happiness
Money moves, and we follow
The thing we cannot live without
What a shame

Hold no regrets, and just allow
As life reflects from your choices
The world relies upon us
Like a M A Z E
Leading up to a M E S S

 

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Tony Taylor

Hello MICHI !!......I do so agree with you ~

               ~ "Like a MAZE
                    Leading up to a MESS"

VERY powerful phrases that speak an inestimable amount of truth dear poet sister (? sister or Brother?)....... regardless, a VERY compelling debut piece you've delivered here..,.,. with a backbone of utter TRUTH when you speak to one of biggest problems we face as a people in its entirety...... and that is quite simply ~ "MONEY SUCKS" in so many ways that even attempting to go into detail here would be pointless!!.... there are already MANY books that speak plainly about this subject matter...... you have done a VERY creative job approaching it poetically!!.......ALL STARS!!..... well done..... and.......WELCOME to COSMO!!.......LOVE and ROCKETS!!.......T xo ?✴❤

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Michi Duclos

Thank you for taking your time in reading my first ever published poem!!

 

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