You know, we Americans,
As a country,
Are spoiled.
Don't you see how
Our fingers are coiled
Around our money
So tightly?
While it may have been
Earned rightly,
Maybe we should
Loosen our grasp,
This clasp
We have on our
Material possessions.
You know, there are
People on the other side
Of the globe
Who are thankful
When God provides
Enough food to fill
Their stomachs,
Even if they still
Have to walk the streets
With no shoes on their feet.
They only have the clothing
On their backs
And no expensive suitcase
To pack.
You know, we are
The richest nation
But we take the least vacation.
Instead, we work and work
To accumulate more and more
Only to store
It away to just
Collect dust.
We have toiled
Only to become more spoiled.
But we don't take any leisure
Or find any pleasure
Outside of this business
Of busyness.
I know it is
By our very nature
To hold onto things
Like packrats
And save this and that,
Unable to get rid
Of anything.
But, God forbid,
We are taken away prematurely
And they have to pry
Our dead fingers off our stuff.
So I am left wondering: why
All this fuss?
We can't take it with us.
Rewrite 2012
You know, we Americans,
as a country,
are spoiled.
Don't you see how
our fingers are coiled
around our money
so tightly?
While it may have been
earned rightly,
maybe we should
loosen our grasp,
this clasp
we have on our
material possessions.
There are people
on the other side
of the globe
who take pride
when God provides
enough food to fill
their stomachs,
even if they still
have to walk the streets
with no shoes on their feet.
You know, we are
the richest nation,
but we take the least vacation.
Instead, we work and work
to accumulate more and more
only to store
it away to just
collect dust.
We have toiled
only to become more spoiled.
But we don't take any leisure
or find any pleasure
outside of this business
of busyness.
I know it is
by our very nature
to hold onto things
like packrats
and save this and that,
unable to get rid
of anything.
But, God forbid,
we are taken away prematurely,
and they have to pry
our dead fingers off our stuff.
So I am left wondering:
why all this fuss?
We can't take it with us.