Wednesday, March 13, 2013

What Is It To Be Poor?

I have often wondered, 
what is it to be a poor? 
An empty vault, a broken heart, 
or my complacency to remain at the shore? 

Is it the lack of what I could've got? 
Or is it the consequent melancholy that follows life? 
Or is it to see some other folks, rich? 
Or my desire less glory that bestows life?