one day i will pay for this
for this warm bed with a snowstorm outside
for the surety of the next meal
for the mastery of my own castle
for my treasured seclusion
for to sleep without being awakened
for the morning coffee and the leisure to read
for the free government money
for the free care of my health
for the freedom to go where i will
and the expectation that all of this is my due.
i think- have i not already paid?
through a lifetime of toil, loss, emptiness?
there are the Haves and the Have Nots.
we wonder at the reasons for wars and revolutions
when there are those who have none of of the things i have
and see no hope
and there are those who have all of my things and want more
one day, the have nots will come
the meek shall inherit the earth.