I'd loved to wear your royal robes
But I prefer my robes of rag
I'd loved to wear your scent and 'fume
But I preferred the smell of smoke and stink
I'd loved to eat your abundance in meals
But I preferred the crumbs from your meal table
I'd loved to bathe of your might waters and foam
But I preferred the bathe in mud
What fate chooses
Is what we accept
You were the rich man
I was Lazarus
The good to the bad
The bad to the good
Total Reversal
Fate is Change
Now, is Change!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A deep and nicely written poem, Nelson. Thanks for sharing. Peace