The subject of Saving or Giving:
How does it feel to save physical items?
(money, silver, cars, houses, food, clothes...)
How does it feel to spend or share or trade physical items?
(same infinite list)
Where is the pain?
Where is the pleasure?
Which is the stronger motivator?
Where does YOUR biggest rush come from?
Why do you chose that behavior as the 'right' one?
Or the most 'logical' 'obvious' 'correct' one?
What would happen if YOU and only YOU, tipped
your saving/giving story upside down?
I can't see a lot of smile
just lots of frown!
(Who gave you your rules- will be for another poem)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It feels good to give and share. I guess it's an individual thing. Some people like to do it, others don't. Even if you've never wanted for anything in your life, you should be able to recognize the needs of others. If you're in a position to help, you should - it's just common decency. Good poem to get people thinking.