Thank-you Leigh .. I think I am going to like it here. :-)

A RICH MAN'S GOLD

The Sun Rises .. and The Sun Sets
A man reaps what he begets
An eye to the future
Will hold a man straight

An eye to the present
Will open each man's gate
An eye to the past .. reminds each man
Love or greed with malice

A choice to be made .. the chalice of man
Always choose wisely .. it is a simple choice
The Word of God .. in which man's voice

This one or that .. around the globe
A Woman, A Child
All clinging to God's Earlobe

Love United .. or no love at all
The Basis on which we Rise or fall.

Vitsec

A Poor Man's Roses

A Woman waits .. for a man to Turn
Forests disappear .. cities burn
No matter what .. She always tries
Expects and Endures .. everyman's lies

She Offers Herself and Her love
Which if accepted .. would fit like a glove
Her Understanding and Care .. are no surprise
And yet everyman never stops his lies

This goes on and on and always has
Time Immemorial .. Time to pass
Embedded forever .. in the looking glass

A Simple Choice is simple to make
A drop of water .. a Mountain Lake
Everyman`s capacity .. to make that Choice
A simple listen .. to a Simple Voice

A Rose Presented to A Woman .. is like a Kiss
A Dozen More .. and you can`t miss
It helps a lot .. if you are poor
The Essence of All Folklore

Vitsec, August, 2013