The Rich Men on Street

O rich man, with wealth so great, But knowledge blind and narrow-fate. You see the poor as lazy men, But fail to see your lot's heaven-sent. Their struggles are not through their fault, And so your judgment is not vault. To treat them as slaves, is unfair, As they are equal, as much as care. It's God who gives us all we own, And 'tis by grace, not work alone. Those who are poor may work more, Than those with wealth, secure the score. So open your mind and heart, and see anew, That wealth and poverty are two.