Work in progress poem (about the realization of economy)
June 3, 2009 | Uncategorized
I wanted to have A laptop
I wanted to Have a car
I wanted to have the all fashion clothes
I wanted to have a cell phone
I wanted to have those wedges
I wanted to have a prada bag
I used to have Friends
I used to have money
I used to Have food
I used to have a home
I used to have everything
I am lucky to have my family
I am lucky to have god
I am lucky to have gotten better
I am lucky I am alive
6 Responses to “Work in progress poem (about the realization of economy)”
Oh, my Lainie-Beth…that makes me cry!! The idea that you don’t have food. What’s happening over there in your house.
Do you have a house? Of course you do. You can come and live with Paw-Paw and me. But we can’t get you a car or a laptop or a cell phone. Just food and love.
By mother on Jun 3, 2009
Yes Its just a poem Nana I was watching something on national geographic that showed me some very sad things and made me think is all
By Alaina on Jun 4, 2009
lol Mom that is funny!!
By lainie on Jun 5, 2009
There are some third-world countries in which the citizens know suffering unlike anything we could ever conceive. I watched an episode on the History channel about a man who lived in a cave with his wife and children, and their daily lives were simply digging each day for something to eat.
There are other people who live deep in the jungles of Africa and Australia, who live just as their primitive ancestors lived, and they are happy as they can be. They live in huts, and their contact with the outer world has been when the missionaries found them, and they finally allowed the cameras to go in and film their way of life. Otherwise, they don’t want to be bothered.
When I read “Chasing Paradise”, the story of the deceased girl, Tina Marlar, and she told about going thousands of miles into the Spirit World to the jungles and meeting her Inca ancestors who lived in the Spirit World just as they did on earth. They had heard about a man who had the power to take them to a Paradise. They wanted to hear the story, and Tina was left their by her grandmother to teach them, while her family on earth was being prepared to hear and accept the gospel, so that her ordinances could be performed for her, and she could be taken to Spirit Paradise.
It made so much sense. That answered the question about where those go, who live without a knowledge of Christ. They simply move on to their way of life, as they knew it on earth, until missionaries arrive to teach them about the Savior! Beautiful!
By mother on Jun 6, 2009
Looks like Ryder has started a poetic formula. The “First person inter-reflective Oblivious to the Obvious Description”. Allie you have picked it up. I will try One:
I am an old Woman, Named after my mother (no, that’s John Prine}
I am I said (rats, Neil Diamond)
I got a name (nooo… Jim Croce)
I
I have
I have temporary
I have temporary work…
… at Compass Bank.
OK, I sorta kinda did it:)
By Bud on Jun 14, 2009
Yay! Buddy has a job!
I knew it wouldnt take you long at all…
By beth on Jun 15, 2009