mental wealth.

see a penny, pick it up. i see one on the ground. i see a man who kicks it up the street and turns around. he thinks nothing of it and reaches for his wallet. pulls out his card of plastic and they think of how fantastic his life must be. but trust me. this man is blind. he's so unkind. and he'll never fully see. for he's always had it all. he's never had to fall. his perfect father never bothered to make him work for his wealth.

material things, living like kings, he leads an easy life. he's never had just a tad of any financial strife. but his perfect wife and perfect life is only worth so much. there's one thing that this wealthy man will never truly touch. he'll never fully know the reason why some smile. for he has never felt truly worth his while. he's never had a dream that seems so far away. he's never tried to pursue that dream each day after day. and so this man who's full of wealth is not so full on health. he looks at his plastic card and things suddenly seem so hard. and now i kneel in order to steal that coin i see on the ground. he sees me there, now aware, but doesn't make a sound. for now he knows it's so unfair, and he says a little prayer. for me.

[ lj ] 06.06.07