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Life Lost

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lost and disregarded
the homeless pass a home guarded
nothing to have and nothing to lose
for whom do I tie this noose

 who has more?
those who do or those ignored
look away you in need
i've earned what i keep

 you too can have more
not a myth or spiritual lore
more of this and more of that
more is better
less is not

 the more i have the worse i feel
surely this can't be real
but more of what would help me heal?

 two of those and three of these
who doesn't need a flying trapeze
an empty heart is not to envy
an empty soul just leads to quandary

 the poor are rich
rich indeed
living simply within their means
having only what they need
living a full rich life 
a rich life indeed

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 "Your friends make known, O Lord, the glorious splendor of your kingdom"

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