The Gold Fool

Rating: 5.0
I feel real rich today. More gold, than ever in the
month of May. Cares, I have none upon this earth
and life. In fact, I own much of the earth. It is all mine,
it will never be taken away. All day long, I count the
GOLD in my vault.

How deep and stacked, so high, the GOLD in the
vault. All day long, I look at it. I am in love with all
the glitter of the GOLD. ' SHINE GOLD ' - 'SHINE
GOLD ', it is all mine.

A knock at the chamber door. Who can that be?
I have a visitor, who can that be? Who in the
middle of the night would visit me? Again that
knock upon my chamber door, WHO?

My knees feel weak, call out the guard. In
fact, call out the barracks, the Calvary, the brigades,
the battalions, even the reserve. ' I HAVE A
KNOCK AT MY CHAMBER DOOR '. More sweat
upon my brow and face.

I hear the feet running down the halls. The clanking
of Armour, and the swishing of swords. Again one
more knock, upon the chamber door. All is quiet now.
'AHHHHH, , , THE VALET ' - ''MASTER '' - [the
caller is death] {{ ' HIS CARD ' }}

4/20/2005 POEWHIT

JESUS SAVES.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
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COMMENTS
Tsira Goge 03 September 2009
Very emotional poem... by the big live-spark's.... 10... All the best, Tsira
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Nic Leisure 28 August 2009
very well done with a good flow....10 in vote
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Ejaz Khan 27 August 2009
A very meaningful write Joe, if we only could remember the truth that we come to the world emptyhanded and go back the same way!
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