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PRICE FOR MR. RIGHT
How can We live without vanity in this world
perhaps, only being back to the beautiful wonderworld
I could remember when I was born
I bit of suffering, but later became an angel,
everything was new and beautiful
there was no malicious intentions
all was lovely feelings and laugh
I didn't know if I was Ugly or beautiful
But the flowers and the colours
had a nice smell and smiles
I was sincere and I trusted everyone, all of them
I was enjoying every moment
and going to sleep in a deep and soft cloud
my dreams were clean and no fear
Until society started to make an influence to me
with threats of NOOOO !
Don't do this and that
Rules are in this world
I noticed that many things depend of God "MONEY"
and I started to feel Sad
my dreams changed to worry me
My happyness was finding restrictions
I was better as a child
This society is not too friendly as I thought
I just wanted to be back to my past
but the more I walked into the new one
the less I was able to be back in my time
Time run so fast
and I saw my systers , my girlfriend and more
paying the most of their job earning
in the spending to be perfect
to find MR. RIGHT,
I was not MR. RIGHT
I did never pretended to be that clown
but in the battle of magazines, newspapers,
television, Movies, radio , Oh God !! they are looking
very hard for him.
Fashion, Hairdressing, clothes, parfumes, make up,
body looking, and be sexy are more important than health
maybe more important than the mother
then after all the spending , of course,
they are looking for recognition
for that expensive effort to be someone else
not to be yourself, to be Miss. Magazine
they couldn't see all the hours of make-up work behind
but, desperation for that target was the goal
In my search of honesty, I found only artificial things
artificial blondies, most of them, fake personalities,
smiles, laughter, later became angels of pain and traumas
But MISS. VANITY is the Fashion
is the Prostitute of Sodoma and Gomorra
until the level to sell the temple of God
for acknowledgement to the effort of everyday
So give away the body to the the smart stranger
the stranger who knows how to sell himself and to talk nice
to admire your effort for vanity
and to Risk even your soul and transform it "IN LOVE"
to be grateful to be admired
That is the price for Mr. Right,
We might forget, virtues, values, principles
perhaps family, only selfish egoes of vanity, but
When the storm is over, blame comes to deppress that soul
but God is away, and the lesson will become harder
until it is a bit late in time
lessons become harder, and Mr. Right is sometimes
Mr. Ugly when we know him closer
Price of Vanity , thanks to the movies and magazines
loosing ourselves and giveaway our bodies to strangers
when Mr. Right is just watching,
happyness might be around the corner
because the only Mr. Right is inside our Souls
inside ourselves, and Mr. Right is only in GOD
