More Than Stuff

I’m more than my stuff
Or the labels I wear,
My name is not Prada,
And nor would I care.
I’m more than my name,
Be it Jane, Sue, or Paul,
It doesn’t define me –
Except at role call.
There are things that I want
And things that I need,
And sometimes it’s hard
To tell when it’s greed.
I do like my iPad,
It really is fun,
And love my computer,
Perhaps like the sun.
But not having my cell
Doesn’t make me feel bare,
It’s not something I eat
Or something I wear.
Lamborghinis are nice
And wardrobes are too,
But when all your stuff’s gone
Are you not still you?

2 thoughts on “More Than Stuff

  1. Reblogged this on Writer's World and commented:
    True poem (I don’t have random facts -that’s on Cubby’s blog.

    1. Thank you for the reblog. I would love to read random facts about you. 🙂

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