What makes us human,
Is features made from the small minded.

For we are limited by society’s restraints,
Against the free minded.

I once read,
A riddled story,

About a man who was rich in worldly objects,
And a man who was rich in contentment,

Cherishing every moment,
The world breathed.

Who is more rich?

The man who trampled on the vulnerable,
Or the man who collected pennies off of the sidewalks,

So he could mend the trampled.