Prosperous People...

It's just the autumn.

It's just the transition.

It's not you,

It's the sudden change in weather.

Sometimes for a forest to grow stronger,

A fire has to burn down all the trees

To make a richer soil.

Breakthrough don't come with no breakdown.

And you can never know how rich you are until you know how poor you can get,

And it's in these moments I have to remind myself that

:

The most prosperous man is the man who lives with all 5 senses.

I can't buy your taxi home yet

Or dress you like my personal Barbie doll.

I can't call you to tell me to meet me on the Champs-Elysees at 3pm

Or surprise you with a package delivered by three hulking men.

I can't play hide-and-go seek around the world

Or take a year off to boat around it, either,

Yet...

But I can listen.

I can hold.

And I can whisper in your ear.

I can let you know you're loved

show you that I care

and give you all of my eye contact.

Other men that stroll past won't get my eye,

Nor will any other woman.

I can't always guarantee that a sunset won't get a millisecond of focus,

But I'm sure you can forgive me.

Mother earth is a vain woman...

She loves being adored.

The more you love her,

The more she loves you in return.

And vice versa.

So, I'm sure you'll understand...

I can't help myself sometimes...

I can't show you monetary affection

Currently, I can only do it the old fashioned way...

Blame it on the recession,

Blame it on the state of our profession,

But no matter which way you rhyme it,

I'll only show you I care by giving you the attention you deserve.

And like all plants,

Each one needs different amounts of attention.

Some need more water,

and some are vicious carnivores that can fend for themselves.

I prefer the former variety.

I can understand the former variety.

They give as much as they receive

And receive as much as they give.

I have no clue how to tend to the latter breed, quite yet...

And I'm learning quickly that I don't care for plants

That would gladly eat me if faced with that ultimatum.

We dreamed this city into what it is today.

We imagined buildings with spiral towers and glass pyramids

And we got it.

We fantasized about a fairy tale city that met modernity

And here we live.

All us people.

All us people trying to be people.

People wanting to be people without getting judged by other people

People wanting to fall in love with people without getting hurt by people

People trying to be the best people they can be,

in hopes of finding more like-minded people.

People trying to find a community that isn't within their workplace.

People trying to find home

People trying to be children again

People striving for happiness.

People trying to be people.

Sometimes the only relief is to detach.

Turn your phone off

And get lost.

Watch people stumbling home from the shadows of side streets,

Smoke a joint and pretend you're just a fly on the wall...

Pop into a corner shop,

Buy a beer,

and £4.99 ear phones.

The taste of illegal beer is better than legal beer.

Music is better when no one knows where you are.