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?