Something Barrowed Poem by Dona Jean

We only had borrowed this life.
A stupid who commit death using a knife.

We only had borrowed this time,
That we can't flashback nor rewind.

We only had borrowed this body.
Not to destroy but gift and holy.

We only had borrowed this day.
New chance and opportunity we do say.

We only had borrowed this talent.
A gift that heaven sent.

We only had borrowed this knowledge.
Not to boast, enrich of wisdom not courage.

We only had borrowed this wealth.
Which is equivalent in our health.

We only had borrowed so many things.
So no one could live righteous like a king.