The Need To Leave Something Behind Poem by James McLain

I cannot say how good that you lived your life
We're you shown mercy from some place that you've seen
Other's that know some how seem to you kind
Trying to stay in this world some are blind

Every word other's write left since unwritten
Mammon is free for the price of a life
And your soul is the price if you try to stay
The money that you leave them is spent in a day

Judging another in our own foreign land
And what you have taken other's gave back
Who are your friends a circle not round
Speaking in tongues beneath the full moon
My pain is much deeper as deep as can pain
If I'm to be judged by what I left behind

Honeys not free when you feel the bee sting
And love can be bought we never were tought
Why I need money to get through your door
Like leaves, wind and wisdom, feeding the poor
The need to leave something behind when I'm done