Poor Man And The Rich Man Poem by Randy McClave

A poor man will eat the very same scraps
That a rich man will feed to his dogs,
A poor man will use newspapers as his wraps
The same wraps a rich man will burn as his logs

A poor man has just a few pair of shoes
That he will wear throughout his life,
A rich man has a closet of clothes from which to choose
As he enters his day and also into his nightlife.

A poor man will beg strangers for their change
From any person as they pass him by,
A rich man will see that as peculiar and very strange
As he wants his money with him when he does die.

A poor man he will pray unto GOD
And he will thank the Lord for his life and his health,
A rich man will pray at his banks facade
As he thanks the poor man for all of his wealth.

A poor man when he dies he will die all alone
And no one will cry or weep about his death,
When a rich man dies many people will cry and moan
And many will rejoice as they had waited for his last breath.

A rich man in remorse will think of all that he owned and had
As now it's all gone as he finally enters into deaths door,
A poor man will remember what made him sad
And also knowing like him, Jesus as well was poor

A rich man and poor man will enter the very same gate
And they both will be judged by the very same GOD,
Their life and actions on Earth will destine their fate
Then the rich man and the poor man won't be that odd.

Randy L. McClave