Poor Men, Rich Men
Poor men wonder, will life let them relax
Rich men ponder, how not to pay tax.
Poor men spend, in order to survive
Rich men lend, then hope you stay alive.
Poor men pack their belongings in a sack
Rich men shellac, so their belongings stay intact.
Poor men drink, until time makes them malice
Rich men think, then sneak the poison in a chalice.
Poor men fish, in a river thick and thin
Rich men wish, to catch the fish that they put in.
Poor men kids, must avoid perennial blame
Rich men kids, only have to sign their names.
Poor men walk, whether far or whether near
Rich men talk, while commuting on a Lear.
Poor men die, before they finish life's adventures
Rich men die, because of dying business ventures.
Arthur C. Ford, Sr. is originally from New Orleans, LA., where he graduated from Southern University (S.U.N.O.). He studied Mathematics, Physics, Creative Writing(Poetry) and was a member of The Drama Society. He has traveled to 45 States, lived in Europe(Bruxelles, Belgium), and more recently spent 30 days doing missionary work and traveling throughout the country of India. He publishes a quarterly poetry newsletter entitled "THE PEN(The Poetry Explosion Newsletter)", and resides in Pittsburgh, PA.