Tuesday, July 22, 2014

the division of life


Life is a page
It has to be written with a pen
Telling the stories as it happens
Of the past and present
Tomorrow the pen can't write
It hasn't happened yet

The poor nothing to say
Working hard from sunrise to sunset
With the amount they receive
Sometimes it isn't enough
What stories to tell?
The hardship and looked down
The sorrowful eyes and pain in the mind
The wishes just a dream in the air

The rich always in the news
The highlights of their exploits
In human relations or corporate affairs
With money the air of superiority
The stories many to write about
Charities in the glare of publicity
It's the names they wanted to advertise
How good they are helping out
Camouflage as social responsibility
But the exploitation of profits
Many escape the glare of scrutiny
We return part of it to charity”

The wealth that they have
When they grow old they worry about it
Where they will be standing in court of The Lord?
It is at this time they become religious in life

Life to live
The best in our time
Don't forget God
He sends us to hell or paradise
So do always the good
It doesn't need money
It just needs sacrifice


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