Poems For The Sad Soul

Poem 67

There are some things that money can't buy,

Like who cares if you're some rich guy?

You can't buy love, you can't buy smiles,

Sure you can buy luxury and new styles.

Fancy houses, and large screen T.V's,

While some are poor, begging on their knees.

Money filling wallets, pockets, purses and bags,

While some are out there, dressed in rags.

Got a roof on your head and nice clothes to wear,

You have a great life but none of it you share.

The cold wind blows and they sleep outside,

You sleep in warm beds, have a little more pride.

The rain starts pouring, they have nowhere to go,

They get hypothermia and die in the snow.

You're under umbrellas and new fur coats,

You have new cars, bikes, trains and boats.

They have feet that get sore from time to time,

They don't mind if you give a penny or dime.

You're rich yet you say "I got nothing to spare"

Then you walk away, of course you don't care.

Be blessed and be happy with what you've got,

Not everyone has a perfect life like you thought.