The Poor so Rich
A black bird meandering through some really dark cloud
Soft Wind blew through the surface of the earth..
Soft hearted I felt, introspective of the moment
My mind ascend unto hill of thoughts, Just
As I watch the dark bird glide on....
Putting the smiling face on
flapping it's wings in the melodious sound of the wind...
The panorama view led me on cos I felt the bond.
Bond of Birds and flight
Bond of cloud in the sky ..
That of soul and body
More of human and the earth
And of course the Rich and Poor .......!
That which they have in common is what I'll love to pour
Into this love of words I've found...
The poor and rich are born the same way...
The same breath is what holds them sway
All through the earth, far beyond and away
They steep steps into the fountain of love
Woven up with the same sense of fight or flight
Emotions that make them both humane
That which runs in their blood are the same
But what is good for the goose is good fo the gander
Both having the same everyday calender
Same sensory of smell either fruity or lavender ...
They both toil today and know not what tomorrow holds forth....
Fortune for the rich, less opportune the poor feels
But they both live through it all ....
Is it the hair, the eye, mouth ,beauty and of course the body, is what
they both posses.. Bonds in bundle.
They both got purpose ,beating Hurdles cos life isn't for the feeble ...
Live life today, either rich or poor, we are humans.. love yours.
Cos at the end nobody is ever really poor
We all rich in potentials
For little things matters
For life isn't all about the monetary meter !
Humans, Life, lived, Time, Death
Copyright © Olumuyiwa Onaf | Year Posted 2017
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