“You will always have the poor among you” It was written for what was known of history And for the prophecy fulfilled by mankind For riches are for the few and poverty for the many
“It is easier for a camel to pass through the eye of a needle Than for a rich person to enter the Kingdom of God” In heaven you will live on the opposite side of your earthly gate For he knows what you worshipped and who you did defraud
In every age and in every country might made right In every age and in every country each knew of conquest And as those who had much desired more and more riches The conquered knew the sword was stronger than being honest
Who would die for being poor and who would live for being rich? The choice was made before the waters receded from the land As the spirit of God moved across the tears of unborn children The wheel of favor and cruelty was set in motion by his hand
In what image were the doomed constructed to suffer? Emotion and the capacity to learn awaited man’s arrival To walk upright meant reason filled their minds with ideas But kindness was not natural as nature taught only survival
To kill another only meant who lived and who died No moral judgment of right and wrong had been revealed Man was unable to distinguish between himself and animals Except the wild taught to use the power he would soon wield
When would it be the time of gold paved streets for those who had none? And is heaven only filled with the things those who reason treasure? For what we can imagine and trade for our daily bread is with us now But the spirit is poisoned by the things only mankind would measure
Is hell only for the rich to know the poverty of their soul? And is a poor man saved because he was unable to feed his child? For what man who had riches would till the soil for his every meal And what man who was humbled would suffer and then be reviled?
There is no political system that matters to a starving child No king, no dictator, no president and no representative For hunger cannot digest speeches and promises of equality But the patron knows his power is in what he would give
What honest man has risen without a stomach full of discomfort? What great man has been tested without the fire of despair? What God would not save those who give thanks over scraps? What God would create such a world and still not care?
Is it any wonder the erstwhile savior of mankind walked with sinners? For he knew the rich believed in their savings and not their salvation But a poor man who suffers the indignities of nailed hands and feet Is the body of who awaits in paradise for those who believe in creation
“Why was this oil not sold for a year’s wages and given to the poor?” And in this we learned that eternity is not in the measure of a man’s wealth Though narcissism declared God’s death we still hear from beyond the grave For there is nothing of this earth that can save a man’s soul from himself
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