What Money Can't Buy
Posted: Tuesday, May 05, 2009
by David Pekrul
Now, why are you giving up all that you have,
For something that's not worth a cent?
And why are you feeling that you have to pay,
When you should, instead, pay the rent?
And why are you feeling a small tinge of guilt,
While others turning away?
And why are you feeling that you have to give,
While most are refusing to pay?
A shekel, a dollar, a token, a cent,
A fortune, a penny, a mint,
Whatever you have, they will take it from you,
Both folding and that with a glint.
You give what you have and you do what you can,
And still they say you must do more,
And then, before you have a chance to respond,
You give all that you have in store.
Yet money thrown madly won't do a damn thing,
If those who receive won't behave,
And though you may give all the money you have,
It still doesn't mean they'll be saved.
For money's a trinket, a cold thing to give,
When mostly they need a good friend,
To share in the good times, support in the bad,
To honour, protect and defend.
Your wealth is a symbol, that's all that it is,
But love is a door to your soul,
So give of your time and a bit of yourself,
And you and the world will be whole.
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So, when is your book coming out, anyway? You are probably getting tired of my comments, but once again, you are making me like poetry.Thanks Lorrie,I'm putting a book together right now, containing 81 poems. I hope to have it done soon and for sale on a website called CafePress. I'll be sure to let everyone know when it is finally online and ready for sale.
Money is here one day gone the next and it surely wont by the happiness and peace you seek. thank youThanks for reading and for the great comment, Jami.
David, this is so profound. I loved the poem specially the last stanza and I will recite it out loud to myself so that it will sink in. Yes, I got the message. "...Your wealth is a symbol, that's all that it is, but love is a door to your soul..." Wow!Thanks for sharing this poem with your readers.Your avid fan,NenitaThanks Nenita, I'm glad you liked this one.
This is one of my favorites from the collection of poems you have written.Thank you for sharing.NenitaThanks again, Nenita.Be sure to check out some of my older posts. I'm sure you'll find a few little gems in there that you may like.
I've read your work before and haven't commented, but now I feel that I must. As a published poet, writer or novels fiction and non-fiction, humor, articles, and so on, who's been writing for too many years to mention, I must comment. I find your topics rather cliche as well as your diction. I don't find anything unique or intriguing. I'm wondering if you'd also like to try something other than rhyme. It often traps one into a particular thought. Just to create a rhyme, meaning is watered down, misdirected, or lost. I apologize for being so harsh, but there it is.Thank you for your candid comment. I do appreciate it. I am really rather new to writing; it has only been five years now. I have written a few non-rhyming poems, but I prefer rhyming. It is just something I enjoy. Perhaps there is nothing new or intriguing with what I write; that's okay. At least one can understand what I am trying to say. Too often I read poems that, to me, make no sense at all. If I have to try to interpret the meaning or read between the lines, then I lose interest. So I guess each to their own. I do hope, however, that you post a few of your poems here on the site. I would love to read some; perhaps they will give me inspiration to change the way I write.
Money may make things 'easier' but love makes everything 'right'.Thanks for sharing your poem David.You're welcome, Brianna, and thank you so much for reading.
