House
Money
Cars
All of it gone in a second that was never there.
The family that should be,
The family that could be,
The family that won’t be.
There’s no snag here, no catch.
Just real life. Real life on pause.
House
Money
Cars
All of it here after a lifetime earned through dreams.
Objects floating around,
Objects that are craved.
Desire for the material and ignorance
Of the material that makes this life on pause real.
House
Money
Cars
Insignificant? No.
Worth the blood, sweat, and tears? Yes.
Subjective viewpoints? Required.
Demanded.
Expanded.
Red-handed.
Destroyed.
Life on pause, reality suspended.
House
Money
Cars
The hours wasted with no fruits tasted and we have this chrome to show for it.
Shiny, but hollow.
Alluring, but fake.
The red herring to the meaning of life.
Life not on pause; reality, still suspended.
House
Money
Cars
Working on waiting and waiting to work,
This dream has become the antithesis
Of this craft: not meant to survive nor remembered.
Only bloated and sick,
Hanging loosely on lips, undeserving.
Undeserving in that they did not dare.
This is not a call to point fingers and say, “Coward!”
This is not a call to disdain.
This is a call to know oneself and with that remain
true.
Subjective viewpoint? Required.
Life not on pause; reality, no longer suspended.
Neither a bastion of beauty.
House
Money
Cars
No shame in earning, burning the daylight.
Working for ease.
No, they do not supersede
My life on pause.
My reality in motion.
My heart, nearly spoken.
My word, never broken.
All for the damn house, money, cars?
Life not on pause
But still in slow motion.
Catch up and meet me.
Let’s take that house, money, cars
But add the important
Piece.
The missing peace;
The human piece.
For the family that should be,
The family that could be,
The family that will be.
Catch up to me and
Take my life
Off pause.
Shocking.
(Source: moustair)