In this pyramidal world of rich and poor Where dying is a way of life for those Of indigence who see no light above But feel the smile of death ever close And only the possibility of love. Or has the spirit poverty once chose In its aspiration to know God And find within the constellations whirl That rich and poor essentially are one.
Poems Undated (1727)
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