There are those who walk among us
Their hearts are solely focused
on what they'll leave behind
..money in the banks..
..vehicles and commodities..
..attaining higher ranks..
They never give a word or thought
to disadvantaged others
They never see the battles fought
by desperate, homeless brothers
Yet while their pools are full of water
someone's thirst goes unquenched
While they offer no food nor shelter
someone hungers and is drenched
Chandeliers they blaze at night
their neighbours to impress
while some child squints by candlelight
his tender heart much stressed
When will the rich feel sympathy
for those less fortunate
Can they feel an empathy
for one subordinate
I thank God for all the meekness
He has put into my soul
Some may say it's weakness
but I say it's foretold
That some of us will have no fear
to speak out for what's right
That some of us will have no care
for gold nor silver bright
That we can warn our rich and proud
to share, not hoard their treasure
for the cries of hell will sound so loud
when they see how God his people measure...
1 Tim 6:17-19: Charge them that are rich in this world, that they be not high-minded, nor trust in uncertain riches, but in the Living God, who giveth us richly all things to enjoy; That they do good, that they be rich in good works, ready to distribute, willing to communicate; laying up in store for themselves a good foundation against the time to come, that they may lay hold on eternal life.
Copyright © Diana Mohammed