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Apr 2016
I watched a rich man rise
and feed on his greed
taking more than he would need
but in the end just lose it all
and stand on his own alone


I seen a poor man fall
and through his palms bleed
working himself to the bone
just trying to make ends meet
picking himself back up on his feet

I watched a rich man hide
buried behind his pride
with blood falling from his eyes
and say not to have nothing here
he would have much rather have died

I saw a poor man stand tall
dry away his every tear
said it was better to have tried
than to just give up on everything
tomorrow surely a better day will bring
and Heaven's grace will fall on this home
            Spiritwind ©2013
Kelly Spiritwind Wood
Written by
Kelly Spiritwind Wood  New Mexico
(New Mexico)   
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   Jack Jenkins
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