(oct. 2013)
Part of me longs for richness
With wealth comes the freedom
To make your home in whatever place you like.
Tell me that true wealth comes from loving
And I will tell you that love goes far
But cannot feed empty bellies
You cannot pay bills on love alone
And too much of this life comes with a price.
Tell me I cannot eat money
But tell me what I can eat without it.
Tell me that true wealth comes from the people you hold in you heart
And I will tell you that there are people
Who want
-more than all these poor friends they seem to have-
To just stop feeling so worthless for a little while
Tell me again how your parents seemed completely certain
That sacrificing everything so their children could sample a bit of the lower middle class life was the right decision
Try telling them there is more to life than money
Tell me to rid myself of these ties to money
And I will tell you that you cannot unlearn generations of feeling that the money you earn is your only worth in one lifetime
And I still haven't learned to stretch poverty into a life lesson.
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