Materialism has its up and downs. It’s not always as great as it’s cracked up to be. It can be corrupting for more than one thing(earth, human body and soul).
Stuff
Plastic, metal, glass
Concrete poured
On a valuable earth
Struggling to survive.
Fast cars, faster planes,
Light-speed computers,
Stuff
Up to our necks.
Or maybe
Up to our hearts,
Lusting, lusting
More, more, more
We’re told we need
NEED
Stuff, stuff, stuff
To survive.
Garbage piles heaped,
All our stuff
Discarded, thrown away,
Destroyed forever
So we can have
More Stuff.
Physical we are for
Now
But more spirit
For the later
Stuff, stuff, stuff
Helps not with
The later of a
Different place
Another world which
Does not care
Endlessly about all our
Stuff.
SoulSails 