A poem based off of "Counting Stars" by OneRepublic.
|In the world of today,
you would look at people,
some look nice, but though some look weird,
this doesn't mean we should unpeople.
Some have lots of money,
and some do not,
yeah but the question is,
why do some people have a lot?
Is it because they worked hard,
or are they just famous,
did they stop counting stars a long time ago,
or you just didn't want to be lameous?
While some people work hard,
others count the stars,
some think it's stupid,
but it's the same as counting dollars!
In my eyes,
people who count stars,
are as rich,
as people who count dollars.
Counting stars provides family snuggle time,
endless chatter about if someone found a comet,
a fire for toasting marshmallows,
and talk from the boys about vomit.
That, in my opinion,
is the best thing in the world,
and we would do it,
if we weren't so hot on our side of the world.
So ask yourself,
which is better,
having lots of money,
or looking at the stars, imagining life for the better?