I Am Merely His Lawyer

He brags about his expensive house and his pricey things. He has all of the best parts of a house but no people inside Not even him, for he has to work three jobs to keep it. He never meets a good woman, never has a family. He spends his life alone. He brags and brags, bringing me over to see his stuff sometimes Not allowing me to use the pool, even though he does not swim himself Never sharing a meal, for he eats boxes out of the freezer section. He brags and brags about his home Not realizing he has only a house and things that cost money. Nothing of value, nothing worthwhile, nothing to keep his heart warm or happy. He dies alone among his things Without family or A friend No. I am not. I am merely his lawyer. I plan his memorial I am the only one in attendance. No friend. No neighbor. Maybe he will find his riches in his forever home. At least I hope so.