Beyond The Silence

by David R Merry   Feb 9, 2006


They take for granted, their wealth, their leisure.
So much fun, but no real pleasure!
With no real insight, by week, and by day!
They hold no job, yet receive good pay!

For i am not bitter, or angry, or hurt,
At the idle Rich, though be alert!
They can hardly stand, from the weight of gold!
Whilst many go hungry, and live in the cold!

What we`d give, for what they`ve got!
Material things, money and stock.
So take your coin, and place it well!
On lottery, or syndicate, maybe a spell?

So have them take you, by your hand,
And walk you through their golden land!
Residing beside the suffering homeless,
Find the "Squandering Self Indulgers"

Copyright ©1991 David R Merry

    report violation
0


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments

  • 18 years ago

    by Cuddles

    Careful now, we don't want to start a riot (lol)! Honestly, this poem is fantastic and so very true. Thanks for the comment on my poem. Did you actually go through and read as many as you implied?

  • 18 years ago

    by Ripple

    Wow, gr8 poem heart felt and generally fantastic. thanks for commenting on my poem. got any tips as i luv ur work?

  • 18 years ago

    by David R Merry

    Lol .... i know

  • 18 years ago

    by Val

    So very true, pity we cant force them to read your poem

Read All Comments (4)

More Poems By David R Merry