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Prosperity's Web, A Poem

Mark Tulin is a baseball fan from Philadelphia, PA. He has four books of poetry and one short story collection, available on Amazon.


A Materialistic Tale

What does having money mean if we aren't happy? Is money the root of all evil? Or is the obsessive pursuit of the all mighty dollar the culprit?

This poem is about a friend who got lost in prosperity's web. Dan became successful in many eyes--had loads of money, a yacht, and perhaps a flock of seagulls flying overhead. But he ended up a lonely old soul whose only company was his status symbols and a newly varnished deck overlooking a swimming pool. Enjoy the poem and listen to me on YouTube.

Prosperity's Web

Dan was my best friend

and a cool guy

in the late 60s

when we were naive,

a succession of stickball games,

cheesesteaks, and Saturday matinees

We followed paths of spontaneity,

sought excitement

without teachers, parents, or books

We played street ball, rolled joints

and neither of us intended

to become uptight adults

But then Dan’s maturity kicked in,

changed his life for the better, he thought

A productive member of society

who put away his childish toys,

foolish joys, and misguided friends

Dan gave up his freedom,

changed from easygoing to anxiety-ridden,

lost himself in wealth and power,

a closet full of meaningless possessions

He got a job, then another,

developed quite an avaricious appetite,

traded a house for one much larger,

lost himself in the power of corruption

and drove a new silver Rolls Royce

Dan sold out,

sung a materialistic tune

and never wonders

about his childhood friends

or growing old too soon

Dan's life is highly predictable,

lounges on the newly-varnished deck,

has a yacht tied to the dock,

overfed, divorced, with two spoiled kids,

stuck in a life that he didn’t foresee,

chained to a world of prosperity.

© 2020 Mark Tulin

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