Don'T Give Me a Thought
While monthly funds
Keep you in the arms of luxury
Don't give me a thought.
As you trip and trek
To houses you've bought
Look not at me with sympathy.
When you run to the rally
To find a politician du jour
Don't worry your head for me.
As the hours sweep by
And the sand castles melt
Don't stop to gift me
Your brick-a-brack.
Decided long ago
Save the need to survive
I let my soul swim
In the Love that moves through.
Copyright © John Rockk-Fiordelisi | Year Posted 2020
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