On Your High Horse

by *Charisma*   Feb 8, 2007


On Your High Horse

It must be wonderful
To sit where you are.
I'm like the mere dirt.
You're heaven's stars.

You prance in your Prada,
Dangle Coach from your arm.
I walk in my Wal-Marts
And dangle 2 dollar charms.

Your manicured nails
And highlighted hair
Must have cost plenty
From the way people stare.

That shiny little diamond
And gold 'round your neck
Are enough to take
A whole month worth of checks.

It's not that I hate them.
If I could have them, I might.
It's the way that you flaunt them
Which just isn't right.

All of your possessions
And money could be gone,
Then who would be there
When your life went wrong?

You have no true friends,
Just mall-shopping fiends
Who'd drop you in a second
If you lost that sweet green.

So get off your high horse
Spend life where it counts.
The name that you where
May not always be around.

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  • 17 years ago

    by .K.i.T.t.Y.

    This poem is beautiful. it flows nicely, and hold a true message. i loved the alliteration you placed in the poem.

  • 17 years ago

    by Krzysztof J

    I agree some people need to see life for what it is :) great poem :))

  • 17 years ago

    by Midnight Sun

    I really liked this...I thought it made some great points and it makes yah think. (*shouting*) So take that all you rich, ditzy...well you know who you are!!! Lol! Great job (*giggling*). Oh but one thing I wasn't sure if it was a typo or if I'm just blonde but I think the last stanza should be WEAR not WHERE. Hope that helps. Keep it up! :)
    ~Midnight Sun

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