Rarity, holds novelty for high value
For at the source, where made
Abundance of mineral and the like
As with the mines and the like
One can not expect the highest price
For the sale of his golden egg and the like
When all others come around with similar
In hand, bearing the same, in hand
Come on now, with armature, what do you expect
And the most descent of men
And the most loved of women
Would be a fool to pay over the odds, for ordinary
Astute sense, sits at the prowess of seats
Where value added, diligent is composite
To price, to be expected and the like
And the like, saying that distance adds value
Uniqueness with craft, adds value
Or just sat firm on stock speculating
However for commerce at its best and all others
Know the buyer is almost always with conditions
Forget the faces of the middle men, with luring smiles
Stood but a distance away from price premium
Expecting craft and craftsmanship as add-ons
With value, to make a buck, or win you over
One can not expect the Queen
To wear an uncut diamond, what of nurture to cherish
After all novelty has it's own value to have
Very interesting piece here...has me in deep thought..makes me question the facade of value as worth is in heart is priceless
ReplyDeleteWell, I liked it..in spite of the fact that I often find your poems a bit difficult.. and that's why my reluctance to comment.. but I break the ice diligently to nurture a good relationship..will it be OK because I am an amateur poet.. RS:)
ReplyDeleteinteresting views.. i enjoyed this !
ReplyDeleteThis poem makes me think. Seller beware - whatever the product? Money is seductive. Question the worth of things? question our own worth? Food for thought indeed.
ReplyDeleteyes the value of the heart is priceless
ReplyDeleteYeah, nicely, loved the bottom line!
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