Riches of the World

Wealth on earth is measured in metal

For which many settle

Sparkling silver and glistening gold

For which lives have been sold

 

We did deep holes

In the ground and our soules

To find a tiny stone

So we may decorate our thrones

 

We seek them

We hoard them

We steal them

We kill for them

 

What happens when our thrones fall

When the luster of gold dims

when eternity comes to call

What will our riches mean

 

When we meet our king?

Author's Note

I welcome any thoughts or comments. Especially on how I may improve in my writing.

Reviews

[Kayleen]

very good! simple but well put together and has a very inciteful meaning. just a few technical things and its perfect

Did -> Dig
Soules -> Souls