Blessed Are The Poor In Spirit
Am I poor because I have
ketchup on my noodles
instead of sauce?
Am I poor because my best
jeans are stained
making even relatives
ashamed?
Am I poor when I say
"No I'm broke, I can't
go"?
Am I poor because I have only
one true friend
who will be there to the end?
No Lord I’m poor because
I see you so dimly
and I want to see more.
The poem was written with the sermon on the mount in mind.
Poetry and Art (C) 2014 by David H. Roche
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