I've Found the Rags, But the Riches Elude Me

I always wonder if those rags to riches stories are true... And then I see it happen... For somebody else...

So I saw this guy
He was sitting on the street.
Yeah I saw this guy
And it was just a couple weeks
Ago.
He had some holes torn in his pants.
And his pockets were empty-
Couldn’t pay his rent.
I almost felt bad
But then he said
I smoked myself silly
And drank myself poor.
I decided to quit my job
Not really sure what I did that for.

So this guy drove up
Was revving up the street.
Yeah this guy drove up
Last saw him just a couple weeks
Ago.
He got his hands on a sports car.
And his wallets torn open
From all the bills inside.
I almost felt good (for him)
But then he said
I still smoke myself dumb
And I drink some more.
But somehow I landed a great job.
So much money
What else could you ask for?

And I thought to myself
Wanted to scream out
What the Hell is wrong with this picture?
Why is it tilted like the scales always seem to be?
Probability is something I could never out figure.
Can only guess that nothings how it seems it should be.

I feel bad for hating this guy
Like I do.
I really and truly don’t know why
It is that I do.
I just feel like I’ve tried and tried
Almost everything to get on by.
Nothing ever seems to go this way.
The end of the tunnel isn’t light, it’s grey.
But Christ’ll hit me even harder
Because I hate this guy.
Hate is murder in your heart
So, still I won’t get by.

Is it wrong?
Am I wrong?
To want more than I’ve got.
It’s not like I have a lot.
I’m willing to work.
I choose to work.
But no one is willing to hire.
And the work I do gets me no higher.

Each day I stand and wonder.
Each day I ask what it’s for.
And I think to myself
I want to scream out
What the Hell is wrong with this picture?
Why is it tilted like the scales always seem to be?
Probability is something I could never out figure.
Can only guess that nothings how it seems it should be.
No-Nothing's how I prayed it would be.

Author's Note

Not my best, but
I just kind of wrote this up spur of the moment
Because I was feeling it...
Tell me what ya think

Reviews

[Lorraine]

I'm pretty sure a lot of people feel this too. This poem is basically a vocalization of man's natural instinct to question his own circumstances. I love the honesty it contains and the raw feelings that are just so easy to relate with. The title's quite interesting too.

Keep Writing. ^___^

[Randy`s Princess]

well great use of words I think it`s great check out mine and please please please Rate, ooops there you go poetry lol :)

[hyancynthstofeedthysoul]

I as one who having been both rich and poor wrote this.

http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/naedknarf/428812/

[lindsay]

"What the Hell is wrong with this picture?
Why is it tilted like the scales always seem to be?"

My favorite lines. I can see where you are coming from. It is like I do all of this hard worker and none of it gets recognized, not one damn thing. This is full of passion. I like it.

[x]

Well...To be honest, there is alot of good stuff in here. Ok, so the pretty rhyming isn't here but sometimes a writer is struck by a passion that bursts out and there is no time to fiddle faddle round with the rhymes. I liked it because it was honest and straight from ingestion to conception....Right from the heart.
The writer is seeing a mismatch in life between what is deserved and earned and what is assumed because of being in the right place at the right time. He dosen't understand because he doesn't know. The interesting thing about things we don't know....is that we don't know them!! The writer looks into anothers life and compares it to his own endeavors then calculates the equation but he doesn't have all the figures and the answer is always going to be skewed without the correct input.