The Dead Sea rolls within its waste
Salt so sick you cannot taste
You will not find a fishing boat
The sea's so saline you can float
The water flows into its shores
But there's no outlet anymore
So there it sits. Its water rank.
It seems God cursed it, so it shrank.

There's another place that you can see
It is the Sea of Galilee
Fishing boats by the score
Of different colors line its shore
If seafood dining is your wish
They catch great numbers of good fish
It has the Jordan running there
And there's an outlet that is fair
And so it lives and gives to us
It is blessed and is not cursed.

Watch and see the greedy man
He has his ways he has his plans
He loves his wealth and hates the poor
Though they are starving at his door
He takes and takes and does not give
But that's no way for us to live
And like King Midas with his gold
He is cursed when he is old

Look and see his counterpart
He loves to give for he is smart
He shares his goods,
helps those who grieve
He does not give just to receive
Not only family, but the needy
He is wise he is not greedy
His river flows, has much to share
So he is Rich Beyond Compare.

He's as the Sea of Galilee
Full of life. Fair and free!

But the miser pays his toll
Upon his grave the Dead Sea rolls.


SoulSurvivor
(C) 8/15/2016