My words are for everybody.
Rich and poor alike,
Listen to my wisdom-
I have something to say.
To you, who are poor-
Do not fear,
Justice is coming.
Realize that while the wealthy
May possess beautiful mansions,
They are building their own graves.
No amount of money can restore their souls-
Their glittering clothes are but fancy shrouds.
To you, who are rich-
You are a foolish, foolish people!
Your shining gold blinds you
And you are dying inside.
Your jewels may shine brightly,
But it is nothing compared
To the light of love you are denying.
At the end of your days,
You are left with death.
Like the beasts you are,
You will die without redemption.
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To compare it to the original, go
here. What do you think? I am a little out of practice writing these psalms, as I haven't written any in about two months! I don't feel as satisfied with the result of this poem as some of the others I've written and I really welcome people's comments.