Paupers Passing

An impoverished man realizes true wealth.

He lay upon his bed so aged,

his head upon a truth filled pillow,

one given to minds who seek rest.

His poverty was only known to him,

when comparing his life to that of a king.

As he breathed his last his past was shown,

and he knew in death that all are equal,

for it was realized within the heart of his soul.

His eyes wide open as he closed them,

true treasure was met forever and golden.

With a smile of peace he knew would last,

quietly and calmly the pauper passed.

Author's Note

Any comment is welcome

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

I liked the way your words made me feel. That everyone regardless of their wealth is an individual, is unique and is of equal worth in the eyes of God. Nicely done.

Chris