Wealth and want equally harden the human heart.  –Theodore Parker–

Did I dare
Trust this
Less familiar
Than random
Strangers, passed
On the street

Someone, with
Literary talent
Talent, tied to
Impassioned pleas
For money
Pleas, made in
Virtual anonymity
Like evangelists did
On old-time radio

Was it my right
To question motive
Not knowing, the
Content of soul?
Or, was it an
Innate desire
For control?
Would I find what
I expected to see?

If I could
I’d gladly share
The burden–the pain
Because, there’s more
To life, than money
I’ve never heard anyone say
They had more than enough
From the poorest pauper
To the richest king

Money for what?
It wasn’t quite clear
It wasn’t, that
I didn’t care
Penance for guilt
Real or nonexistent
Didn’t make sense
The least, always
Gave the most

Author: warturoadam77p

70 year old married retired communications worker with three grown children, transplanted from the Midwest to the sunny Gulf Coast.

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