I Thought About You Today

I thought about you today.
It’s no different this day
than any other in any way.

I saw a woman crying —
rigid and cold on the street.
Loneliness tempted her
with broken shards at her feet.

No one stopped
to question why
I shook my head,
but walked on by.

Then I heard a whisper
to guard my life and soul.
Salvation wasn’t my mission,
but concern should be my role.

With a huff, I turned back.
Guilty impatience at my heels.
Such an imposition
to find out how she feels

I tried to give her money.
Tried to give her all I had.
She shook her head in sorrow.
“Didn’t you hear why I am sad?

“I have a billion dollars —
a house upon the shore.
I don’t want this world.
I want something more.

“You sat and you listened.
Held my hand tight while I cried.
So tomorrow I’ll think of you
and how you tried

“I’ll do the best I can.
When reckoning is done
I’ll mention your name, dear,
to Him and the Holy Son

“He’ll tell me you huffed
and how you walked away.
And I’ll tell Him this story…
how you saved my soul today

“Salvation isn’t your mission,
but concern should be your role.”
Then she climbed in her mansion
And covered up the hole

I laid the money
there at her barren shore.
I prayed tomorrow
might give her more.

Then I thought of you…

I thought about you today.
It’s no different this day
than any other in any way

May the billionaires
find riches beneath their shores
May the billionaires
find relief for festered sores

And if you’re still listening…

May the poor
be humbled by your grace.
May the poor
find salvation at your base.

I thought about you today.
It’s no different this day,
than any other in any way.

Note: I don’t normally touch down in the religious area – at least not on a strict denomination area, but this is a piece I wrote and thought I’d share none-the-less.

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