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Our Daily Bread

I'm laying here wondering why things aren't free could it be society blundering that could be the key I do not condone the behavior of ancient Rome yet they had entertainment that didn't require a payment I'll stay on that subject a particular aspect it was offered to the Plebs Patricians and Equestrians regardless of their threads Something when awry with Adam Smith's stand a result of a greedy clan this stuff just went through my head "Give us this day our daily bread"

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Paul Callus

Date: 11/24/2020 11:32:00 AM

Nowadays little or nothing comes for free! When I was young families shared with those who could not afford...at least they received "their daily bread". Regards // paul

Gershon Wolf

Date: 10/29/2020 5:14:00 PM

'Free' is the elusive dream. Wonderful to ponder; impossible to implement. Oh, well. Food for thought here, Angela. ~ Utopian

Angela Crabtree
Date: 10/30/2020 3:08:00 PM

"Food for thought". Good one, Gershon ;)

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 10/29/2020 4:59:00 AM

The Romans had entertainment that did not require a payment - unless you were the one being eaten by lions! Ha! That made me laugh actually.

Rico Leffanta

Date: 10/28/2020 11:41:00 AM

I am from an age when the cost of dying was having loved ones to do the burying, or light the fire, so really can't believe what it has cost 230,000 Americans to be buried this year! More to think about, Angela! Aloha! Rico

Silent One

Date: 10/28/2020 7:50:00 AM

They say the best things in life are free.. but i wonder if anything is really free anymore.. someone told me that life is free, but it isnt really, if you think about it.. Great poem Angela..

Angela Crabtree
Date: 10/28/2020 5:40:00 PM

Thank you, Silent One. I agree with you on all counts :)

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 10/28/2020 7:07:00 AM

One day at a time, we eat the bread of life. God bless!

Angela Crabtree
Date: 10/28/2020 5:39:00 PM

Thank you, Kim

Vijay Pandit

Date: 10/28/2020 6:05:00 AM

A though to ponder, Angela.

Angela Crabtree
Date: 10/28/2020 5:28:00 PM

Thank you, Vijay. I agree :)

Victor Buhagiar

Date: 10/27/2020 11:35:00 PM

Sometimes I wonder how greed entered this world with such a force. The richer a person is the more he wants. But on death he takes nothing with him. World sickness. Important poem. ~~

Angela Crabtree
Date: 10/28/2020 5:26:00 PM

Thank you, Victor. You're right. When we leave here we take nothing with us :)

Harry Horsman

Date: 10/27/2020 10:24:00 PM

Market driven forces, have made the planet full of greed, Angela, your poem asks a fair question, and the poetry is so good.

Angela Crabtree
Date: 10/28/2020 5:24:00 PM

Thank you, Harry :)