It Is 'more' Era Poem by Freeyad Ibrahim

We curse the present and praise pasttime
For time has badly bitterly changed
In fact it is we not time that changed
Our needs changed, our greed rearranged
Both in width and lenght changed,
heightened, extended.
Unfathomable greed, and need,
Dominated.
Indeed..
Life is in MORE era, transformed
It could be Supperlative Age named
More food, more clothes, more money
More cars, the MORE -ERA expanded
More pleasure demanded
More Luxury wantend,
Bigger mansions sold and bought
And meanwhile we look for more
Maybe more girls or boys
More golden rings and toys
We are exhausting ourselves slowly
Through our Fake joys.
So much time and health wasted
And When the time of final departure nighs
Looking back to the past with searing sobs abd sighs
We come to realize We have paid the future with our present
And the futuretime Came to be for our descenedents.
A milliardair declared he would pay his wealth,
To get his youth back, his soft skin back,
His swift walk back, black hair back?
Can Mr. Bill Gates get his soft skin
on his face back,
Could he get the spots Removed? !

Freyad Hugo
Heerenveen
Augustus,2021