And shall rest in a kingly state
Plush and warm, a pillow for my head
My riches tend I to negate
For how quickly tend I to forget
That I have food, water, clothing
Every want, desire, need truly met
Too often a blessed life spent loathing
I have more than one man needs
Yet too often I go about groaning
Finding grumpiness in self entitled greed
Forgetting those who have true cause for mourning
To thousands on this globe
I live as a king
With treasures so untold
Yet I grump wanting one more thing
What shall I remember tomorrow
Shall this lesson truly take hold?
Will this lesson only be borrowed?
May I keep it! May I be that bold!