A commentary on the real price of wealth


Walk with me a while

Come walk with me a while
You say that you've had great success
A trophy wife, a errant child
A story for another time my guess

Financial reward beyond your need
A boat a plane a summer home
Advisors assure you wealth indeed
you've even written a how to tome

You see yourself as a self made man
A champion from one of Alger's tales
An inspiration to all who understand
That success and wealth always prevails

Come walk with me a while
See those I list as my champions
Hold off your condescending smile
Till you have met my paladins

Stop don't smugly walk away
There's my pantheon to meet
This brilliant crowd so bright and gay
A multiflorous vibrant tribe to greet

These are my friends a loving throng
Composed of souls who risk and thrive
By sharing kindness care and love
And in so doing complete their lives

These then are my champions
Blest I am these loving friends

Have you been loved as these do me

I think not regrettably





Poetry by josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2015-09-25 at 12:20

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Sensitive, like it!
2015-09-28


Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
Ah, that is the rub Josephus - what I have may be little but what I have is yours - I have met those people who prize wealth and acclaim above other more important things - I have rarely met a happy one among them - Lovely poem

Elle x
2015-09-25



You sound like my hero, Josephus. A man who appreciates the value of true friendships and real happiness, unconcerned with those who live to make money and are proud of it. There is so much beauty to life that does not depend on being rich and in adoring the golden calf. Beautifully done. A sensitive write.
Ashe
2015-09-25


countryfog
I was fortunate enough to be well off when my family depended on me . . . I am fortunate now, and happier, to have just enough to get by, enjoying so much more things that can't be bought at any price but are freely given if one has learned to appreciate them. "Have you been loved as these do me?" . . . that's real wealth, to love and be loved, not for what we have but for who we are. You are a wise man Joe.
2015-09-25