Novelty That Commoditizes Satisfactions Until Eatened

Why would anyone want fame AND fortune?
To complicate the basicness to live one's life,
Without being scrutinized daily under spotlight.

Were we given gifts for the purpose,
To market and sell that highlights a life?
Or are we here to benefit humanity?
To assist the uplifting of consciousness.
With a living to give and to do that right!

Why would anyone want fame AND fortune?
To exist in isolation,
For the act of receiving fading adulation.

Why would one wish to sit upon a pedestal?
And regret eventually such a publicness.
To be nibbled and pick over from a notoriety treated.
Like a novelty that commoditizes satisfactions until eatened.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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