Cheerful Giver

You can’t be a cheerful giver And releasing a million quiver, Every charity donation on spiritual command To return to source like a river Either in treasured Gold or in silver The rich still demand. One shouldn’t to future philanthropy say ‘Never’ When one has begun to eye ‘record of the forever’ Nor one’s relationship with beggars sever On sighting them turning a leaver A battling with non givers fever.