Rich And Poor Poem by Shaun Cronick
Rich And Poor
The rich grow strong,
The poor grow weak.
The rich do wrong,
On the poor so meek.
This life is cruel,
This life is hard.
This life can deal,
The odd cruel card.
All men are equal,
Or so they say.
Upon their death,
The rich will pay.
I suppose some are more equal than others. Everyone pays their prize for this life. Good poem Shaun
Thank you Michael I'm so honoured to receive a comment from your good self. Michael Hopkins and your magnificent haiku poetry. I'm glad you enjoyed it and I thank you again.it' comments from you that help and inspire me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/24/2024 4:43:23 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A well crafted poem composed in sublimity...10+++
Bernard Thank you for commenting again. You are so kind and generous your good self helps me raise my game when it comes to writing. Any praise from a world class poet as yourself to me is most welcome and cherished. I thank you again Bernard.