Misery for Sale: A Satiric Poem
Hats off to every poet of a big name
for his poignant opus full of grieving
but by a miracle befallen by a fame
with that suffering a little deceiving.
Now, let us not criticize, which would be in vain
and I don't really mean to belittle and scoff
but all that poetized suffering and pain
for him is a hobby that's paying off.
So, the more his heart is spilled in despair
the more bestselling his verses will be
giving reputation of a certain flair
for business, easy to see.
Once reward for the talent, now a juicy pay
then a soul's confession, now a cashing theme
lineups for his autographs, and what more to say
it's suffering for sale, could almost be called scheme.
For, who is buying tears if they have their own
and then if happy, why pay to spoil a mood
does it take a finesse to cry and moan
then fall for a gimmick of a dude.
But then again, this farce is not at all rare
in this culture that so much prefers crying
while everybody is relating to a sad affair
to a love unanswered, or one that's dying.
Now, isn't that strange, or no one really cares
about so much sadness in poems and songs
doesn't it make us a sort of "strange upstairs"
while we ignore rights and thrill on all wrongs.
Why does it take so much for us to be happy
while in an instant we get-pissed off and sad
Is that why it's easy to sell anything crappy
it's always on a demand, like eternal fad.