Rolex on the wrist, flash car in the drive <br />Ice bucket cooling French champagne, happy to be alive <br />Country house immaculate looked after by a butler <br />High society dinner, knives and forks supplied by the master cutler <br /> <br />Millions in the bank, not earned but handed on a plate <br />Arriving in his private jet he orders caviar by the crate <br />Nothing could be finer when relaxing on a luxury liner <br /> <br />Poverty stricken homeless person shuffles in bare feet <br />Out of luck and down at heel he wanders up and down the street <br />On his own no one to turn to he thinks all hope is lost <br />Roof over his head is what he seeks hopefully at no cost <br /> <br />Men from the local church befriend him and turn his life around <br />Amazed by his change of fortune, off the streets safe and sound <br />Never give up if life seems bad, there are people out there who will make you glad<br /><br />Richard Sockett<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rich-man-poor-man-3/
