One rich man is two hundred, <br />If his hair grows he rejects his fruit; <br />When heaven lies to him, <br />The hellish hounds march towards <br />The hundred rich men and fall <br />Behind them, when speech was a <br />Craft for the innocent. <br /> <br />The freedom of thought complied with souls, <br />One rich man is a heavenly rascal <br />With deeds after deeds. <br />When freemen speak of slaves <br />They must object. <br /> <br />One richer man has seen God, <br />His freedom is quenched with ready <br />Lines of praise for his Maker, <br />The Creator, and the Sustainer. <br /> <br />The value of godly names is strong, <br />Opening a venue for the young, <br />To play and play along.<br /><br />Naveed Akram<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/so-rich-this-man/
