Evergreen – A poem

The only thing real
And evergreen
We have in this world
Is our souls,
Our thoughts
And our emotions,
And reading and writing
These words
Brings into my life
Some sort of
Substance.
Maybe if more people
Placed more importance
On the things that have
Meaning
And are unchangeable
And took more care
Of the things that really mattered,
We would live in a world
Less swamped
By lost hopes and dreams
Because they think they are
Unreachable,
And less people
Would settle
For only the things
They think they deserve.
Which should be
Everything,
But instead, is
Nothing.