Midas Touch Day 19 - interlocking rubaiyat

As sunshine rays do come to bless the day
I pray that Midas touch may find your way
So never once will poverty prevail
In this our world where everyone must pay

the seeds of life are often hard to sale
some say it’s cheap to put them in a scale
but labor wise requires a lot of work
As grounds have loss its richness, have turn stale

The fruits that grow are eaten with a fork
yet many wish instead those fruits were pork
This is the life one lives if poor or rich
but poor are often greeted with a smirk

And thus I pray that Midas touch enrich
the lives of those who give and are bewitch
by love itself, by love, I kindly pray
tonight as I sleep with a low soft pitch