Sue Ann Simar


*rich Things And Poor People - Poem by Sue Ann Simar

Marching, marching,
to democratic drums.
Hungry mouths are open and
this is not a party and
this is not a pose.

This is a souvenir, expensive,
and I collect them
and this thing makes me happy
and I deserve my little toy.

Rich things and poor people,
face to face, colliding.
The poorest man is humming,
humming. Rich things can be spoken,
broken. I have a use for words.


Comments about *rich Things And Poor People by Sue Ann Simar

  • Rookie Jimi Doyle (12/5/2013 2:15:00 PM)

    hey i like it...kinda funny (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 10,063 Points Heather Wilkins (8/22/2013 8:36:00 PM)

    a good poem rich things and poor people can not afford the rich things (Report) Reply

  • Rookie a clown needs a circus (9/4/2011 4:05:00 AM)

    two worlds and there is a hierachy (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Kevin Carney (1/4/2011 12:38:00 AM)

    Wow, powerful. You definately have words your mood, you set is fantastic.I really enjoyed reading this please keep writing 10+ (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 145 Points Nimal Dunuhinga (2/7/2010 12:37:00 PM)

    Excellent! Poor Man's classical song rich ears never absorbs, and let the marching goes on.................. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 7, 2010

Poem Edited: Friday, August 2, 2013


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