lift you up

We are nought but dust
No one ever seems to love us
Lost in life and lost in trust

You said that you don’t care about the things
Pretty girls with wings
But how can one live without
The food that give us life, the bed to sleep upon

And money
Shiny and green and new
It is easy to say that you do not care about material things
Until you are starving on the side the street
Your scarf almost worn to bits
You said that you did not care for those with wings
But I would give anything to lift you up

Am I free?
Free of the things
The stench of the material life
Your body even must be cut
Because it is your outside covering; the scarf for whatever lies inside

I pack in another scarf
I am still lost


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