A poem about riches, a life lesson…
“Am I still alive?” first question I uttered,
So I pinched my arm, then I slapped my face,
Are these things real, do they really exists?
I couldn’t believe it, I was really amazed.
Yes, dollar bills were piled up, spread over like dew,
Heaps fell on the floor, then lots on air flew,
Now, I am anxious, how about if they knew,
Where could I keep these, where would I go?
I’d thought of quitting this job that I have,
No more crying, no more shedding of tears,
My daily struggle might have come to an end,
My hard toils were over, for the small pay I have.
With pounding heart and rounded eyes,
I’d started to count, grabbed some to my purse,
My mind was busy, where’s best place to hide,
Should I fly away, and acquire all I want?
Of thoughts in my mind, I quivered, I trembled,
Billion dollars I have now puts me in tremor,
I could be run after, intruders might follow,
Criminals might hound me, and seize all my fortunes.
Oh no! I object, this is not what I want,
A life with bounty, surely make one exultant,
But the trouble in it, I’d be swollen with pride,
I might be conceited, I might be arrogant.
And so I was thinking to give this billion away,
I’d rather have just some, than make my way crooked,
My God is sufficient, and provides all my needs,
So I’d rather wake up from this nightmare I had.
An original poem written by Rhodenia B. Cunanan
Many people say that “money is the root of all evil.” No, because we need money to live. Without money how can we buy our needs? How can we sustain our family? How can we give to the needy? How can we support godly endeavors? The truth is, the LOVE of money is the root of all evil (1Timothy 6:10). When we put money above God and above everything, then that’s where the danger is. Let us be the master of money and not money our master. I hope you like my poem and got something from this. Thank you for reading.
““Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in and steal; but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.”
Matthew 6:19-21 NKJV