Value has a different meaning

Posted: February 21, 2010 in Poetry

It’s an unremarkable day
As on any other day
with bulging wallets
Dubai’s neatly trimmed
walk the streets

dreams packaged in glittering gold and sparkling
hues of red,
green,
blue,
pink,
purple

Dancing on the tip of a km high needle
value reaches the zenith of abstraction

Me, I keep my own treasure house
and drink milk tea before bathing and getting dressed

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