Simple Envy

How I envy you
And all that you don't have
The plain austere
From your exterior
To the interiors of your mind

Your spartan dwellings beam a beauty
My home tries expensively to create
The simpleness of your thoughts
Give more meaning
Than the fire of my ambition

We enjoy the pleasures
Of sun, sea and sky
You step into them from your backyard
While I jet there from the city

The fruits of your toil nourish
While the greed of my corruption destroys

Your eyes escalate at my station
But I yearn to have your eyes
Unlike mine hostage to rimmed glass
You are free from myopia

The same disease that distorts the eye
Hurts my vision
Which makes me different from you