The World Tells a Soul

Love, money, and mercy so rare,
Those happy times beyond compare;
With beauty, clothes, machines, and sports –
They offer contentment and splendor of sorts.

But eyeing the dangers of sadly poor health,
While discerning the ebb and flow of one’s wealth,
And, not to mention, keeping one’s job,
Sends each soul a message, yes-sir-re-bob! 

To tell the world how well we must do,
How life is a struggle and we claim it’s a zoo,
Simply describes that to win is a must –
Heaven’s our home, in God we do trust!

Love for oneself shall reward every soul,
But being alone makes us feel less than whole;
Conflicts and duties persist as the norm,
With loved ones and friends, we will weather the storm…