Redemption - Poem by Randy McClave
Some men will hide their money from their church
and the government,
Some men will hide their money from their children
and their wife.
I don't hide my money from GOD or anyone;
As I am poor and bankrupted,
I have been divorced twice.
Time for all it will vary
which seems to make the government upset,
All that I own is what I can carry
which makes my ex wives very cheerful and glad.
No one yet has broken my spirit
nor put a strain upon my back,
And strangely enough I am content,
I am not angry or depressed and not even sad.
I now breathe the air, which is free,
(I pay no taxes) ,
I have no job so I go where I want to go.
(no more faxes) ,
If I get hungry or cold I go to a church,
(where others like me relaxes) ,
If I need to sleep I find a bench or a meadow.
(I attend no more praxis) .
When we leave this marketplace that we called our world
we take nothing with us for that final trip;
So, I am always prepared for that last journey
at any hour or day or really at any time, without a quip.
I sometimes wonder if my exes bags are packed
and the governments with their paperwork and luggage;
Maybe they will all just sit and wait?
Not knowing in the next world they have no coverage.
Randy L. McClave
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