For a simple exchange, my good sir, you may buy:
A slick, polished future, with views from on high.
A seat in a chair so soft and so right,
When you get there you’ll never remember the fight.
Or the things that you loved that you missed on your way,
Up this hill where on top is that big, bright “Some Day.”
You’ve made a fine choice my discerning, new friend,
For a much grander future awaits you in the end.
All I need from you now, to make best come to be,
Is to pay for your dreams with a low one-time fee.
It’s all waiting for you, so act now! Don’t delay!
Success can be yours!
…The price is today.
~r
As witty as every, and very poignant – this poem is a pleasure to read. It certainly resonates too, as I find myself wondering if it is me this poem it describing. Am I guilty of trading today for tomorrow? Am I sacrificing happiness today for some distant vision of a dream? Is this not what good poetry should do… leave the reader reflecting on his/her own life?
Nice work.