A man lying on richness was complaining much
His money and property no one should dare to touch
Greediness to share even left food on his plate
A man with horror attitude he contemplate
Golden stones he owned in his huge palace
His own contentment, the happiness of his life
A boastful man believing his wealth won’t last
Richness and fame for him served his light
He ignored everything because of richness
He laughed, danced, tried different vices
He gambled, became a frown to every people
Claimed he was a grandeur for he owned them all
His life changed in a blink of an eye
The transient laughter became a tear
The sun turned into dawn, a lesson lies
More than the truth he truly feels
His clothing was soiled torn and wet
Almost dying with hunger begging for alms
Staying under the dreadful morning sweat
Waitin’ for a single cent on his open palm
Curtain socks he formed under the overpass
His own realm, to save his great aghast
Poor man living with his pride still with hope
To experience the wonderful life he wasted
That changed his entire world
Contentment is a virtue, real happiness from within
Blessings from God are chances, our needs He sustained
Asking for more even from unnecessary things
Seeking for more than the sensuous pleasure brings life in disdain
My Pen and Soul 