Materialist
My friend, my castles are mine.
keep your firmness and your solidarity,
and let me stand here unwavering in my own right.
I've heard your stories, your tales of reality,
and I will keep my own. Life
isn't one vision or one faith. Hold out
your answers, and I'll keep nothing
from denial. The clouds
and earthy depths are not
that far apart.
No one’s commented on this before? Incredibly written. The title had me expecting something else, something more lengthy and critical, but I enjoy coming into a poem and receiving something completely different. The castles imagery was exquisite and your comment at the end made me think which person I have become.