I look around at a most desperate degradation of the human condition. The freely giving away of ones integrity or morals and values for the slightest of comforts.
Not even a need or necessity. Something so small and seemingly worthless to the actual outcome of their destiny. Something of such infantesmal worth... Nothing that would actually save one from starvation... or cure them from the itch of a chosen addiction... or stimulate them so, in ways of inspiring creation or creativity... in which something so profound, something so valuable, is willingly given away... Despite all possibilities of physical harm, social shame or embarrassment.
© Psamls/Poems By Thomas