Sunday, November 1, 2020

The miser

Rich men do lot of things.

They do spend lavishly.

Am I not rich?

I may be; Don’t know the cut-off.

Not as rich as Richie.

When I am number one;

I shall give.

Till that time, I amass.

Accumulate as much as I can;

Call me miser;

God gives more to people who save;

That’s why I save; never spent.

Following God’s words;

Call me miser;

I have no issues;

There is no happiness in giving;

Happiness is always on collection.

What can I do?

I am what I am.

 


 

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