Like It's 1999 Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Why is my presence becoming more negligent?
I have no interest is being entertained,
Observing those mindless destroy themselves.
Especially at local events.

When I see vendors selling their wares,
At huge affairs.
And the people living in the communities,
Not invited to benefit from the marketing of greed...
That is in a high profile 'everywhere'.
And the locals have no concern,
About what takes place there?
As long as they are seen on these scenes...
Dressed to the 'nines' and flaunting their taste for flair,
Everywhere!

However...
They do come and party,
Like it's 1999.

~WHY are you so negative,
ALL the time? ~

I guess this comes from a lack of understanding.

If I grow grapes...
I'm not going to watch someone else,
Make, sell AND drink the wine!
And I don't get a dime?

I guess this comes from a lack of understanding.

'Thank you, Prince.'