Haves And Have-Nots Poem by nimal dunuhinga
Haves And Have-Nots
The same air they breathe
under the one sky.
They share the light & darkness equally.
The same water they use
but the money-tree
never grows
in their hard bitten soil.
nothing richly built, on quicksand remains too long. hardbitten soil becomes valuable property... when that's all that's left to stand on.
Absolutely brilliant. Thank you for this piece, Nimal. I love it. Susie.
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5/3/2024 9:03:21 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Nimal, unfortunately, money trees won't grow without rich soil... excellent write! ! Brian