Status Symbol

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You grab the purse off the rack

like it'll save you from God.

You take the drugs at the party

since He can't really see.

You kill your feet in new heels

because your "man" said they're sexy.

You grind to the music

even though you call yourself a feminist.

You ask for Dolce glasses

after the runway girl wore them in Sports Illustrated.

You pray for salvation

even though you don't give a damn.

You wonder why you're underpriviledged

when you walk past the homeless with your coffee.

You see why I don't like you,

now?

You call yourself, defend yourself,

as a child of God.

All your status symbols say 

sweet, smart, standard, sinner. 

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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