Andrew Bailey

Ilfracombe, United Kingdom

After a working lifetime spent in visual communication of one sort of another, Andrew is now happily retired and living in peace and...

Rich Man, Poor Man.

Everyone knows that
You can’t have it all

In the course of all human history,
There have always been
Those who will give with no thought
For tomorrow for they’re sure that
The Lord will provide.
And those who will take and spare no time
For the sorrow they leave in their wake

The latter think that it is their right to chase all the money in the world in order that they might buy anything in the world that takes their fancy. But to what end.? What happens when all that they can buy has been bought and there is nothing left to spend money on? What then? Would one suppose that they are all the happier for all their splurging? I doubt it. They have done one thing of value to the rest of us. They have (maybe) managed to acquire that accurate definition of a cynic as someone who knows the price of everything and knows the value of nothing. Let us not forget that it has been said that it would be easier for a rich man to pass through the eye of a needle than to enter the kingdom of heaven.

So who would be rich?
Said my neighbour one day
Why me said his wife with a giggle
And some chance said he
As he gave her a kiss
And she flounced off
To make him his tea
Be content, said I, to my
Neighbour, for it matters not
What you possess,
For you’ll leave it behind
In the parlour as others are
Drinking your wine.

Everyone knows that
You can’t have it all

But some have a damned good try

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