Paupers

Paupers

A Poem by Tate Morgan
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Our short lives hastened streams be.

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Let us look to our fellow man

live not in hopes that have been

Are we so different each of us

that we cannot feel for fellow kin

 

Let not your best friends live with want

fill lives with endless flavor

Always take much less than you give

as then you will know Gods favor

 

Let no vain hope deceive your mind

our short lives hastened streams be

Doomed in end to fall apart

like spent waves return to the sea

 

As with all the humble rivers roll

death will level property and pride

Awaiting providence and time

rich and poor sleep side by side

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© 2023 Tate Morgan


Author's Note

Tate Morgan
Are we not afraid of the thought that we are no better?

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Your heart has penned a beautiful piece of poetry that speaks to all those of tender heart and compassion ... And ...Yes, sadly we, as mankind, the Human Race, are afraid of the very thought, of admitting and facing the fact that we are no better than any other person on the planet ... Instead, we prefer to find some way to assert ourselves as better, in a position above, than others ... To quote myself from my article Is God Illogical As Hell?, there is an all too present and active, "character flaw in human nature that causes men to assert and believe that they are somehow better than others and, hence: more sophisticated; more refined; more civilized; more worthy; more deserving; more holy; more righteous; more intelligent; more knowledgeable, more wiser, more cunning; more deceiving; and more willing to take what they need or want from those unable to stop them." ... I believe this character flaw, fatally intrinsic to mankind, is the true cause of war, not religion as so many today attest in their anti-religion atheistic fervor ... Now, I am not a Christian, nor am I Muslim ... I am also not observant of Orthodox Judaism, though my personal beliefs are Hebrew in nature and orientation ... At the same time, I am a Freethinker, willing to set all I believe, all I have ever believed, aside in search of truth, even if such truth should conflict with truths I have held sacred all my life ... I value truth above all else ... In seeking after truth, I am a fan of the Human Race, for there is only one race of mankind upon this earth, and that is the Human Race ... There are people of different complexions, different languages, different cultures, different customs, different traditions, different nations, different religions, etc., but regardless of all of our differences in being so differently different, I firmly attest that there is only one race of mankind upon planet Earth: The Human Race. In attentively attesting all that I so vehemently attest, I also attest that there is, must be, a "Creator of all that is and will ever be: God--An Ultimate Creative Source Point Of Origin Of All Existence," as per my article, Guess God's Gone Golfing ... Quite obviously the beauty of your poem and the message that speaks of compassion and love towards your fellow man, in not thinking oneself better or above others, has inspired me to a spasm of babbling about things very dear to me ... Thank you for sharing this wonderful piece ...

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Tate Morgan

8 Years Ago

Marvin thank you I too am one who believes in the human soul. I wish I could live to see our specie.. read more
Workvio

8 Years Ago

Wise words well said, my new friend ... I am convinced that religion can and does serve a somewhat u.. read more
Tate Morgan

8 Years Ago

While i see the bible as a sort of history book of the Israelites.I find it has meaning to us today .. read more



Reviews

Great Write Tate! So philosophical and vibrates so deep into my heart! It shows the greatness of your soul! Thanks Tate, thanks for sharing :)

The last two stanzas are marvelous!

"Doomed in end to fall apart.
Like spent waves return to the sea.

As with all the humble rivers roll.
Death will level property and pride.
Awaiting providence and time.
Rich and poor sleep side by side."

Posted 14 Years Ago


I dont feel many lifes can be so Hopeless but it seems very True Beautiful write my heart goes out to the many that struggle God knows we have all been there and experinced this in our lifeswe always need a kind helping loving hand of some one with a kind heart. thank you for sharing

Posted 14 Years Ago


"Are we so different each of us; that we cannot feel for fellow kin?"
"Death will level property and pride."

Excellent! You choose the perfect words and put in wonderful place to write very strong and thought provoking pieces.



Posted 14 Years Ago


i agree with almost everyone here, it was a lovely poem, truthful, meaningful, and sent out a message to the whole of mankind
great job:)))

Posted 14 Years Ago


powerful poem - if only all could learn from these words and reach out to others in need.
Love these lines: "Are we so different each of us; that we cannot feel for fellow kin?"


Posted 14 Years Ago


A strong and wise poem about helping others. Very nicely done.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Again, a poem that moves along quickly (like the waters in the poem perhaps). I suggest that 'fellow kin' is redundent - maybe you could find something other than fellow. I think Gods should have an apostrophe, and rivers in the last stanza (on first reading I didn't think so, but after a few looks, I'd say yes). On a philosophical note, I'd say it's not only best friends we should watch out for, but even casual friends and strangers. Good thoughts throughout this fine poem.

Posted 14 Years Ago




it was such an excellent choice of words! This is definitely the best poetry I've seen on here :]

Posted 14 Years Ago


Wow....Such words.. can only be written in the soul.. amen
A tribute to those who are in need and left out int he cold.. wow
You have the ability to glued me to your pages ... and more.
Bless you.. bless you.. amen

Let no vain hope deceive your mind.

Our short lives hastened streams be.

Doomed in end to fall apart.

Like spent waves return to the sea.



As with all the humble rivers roll.

Death will level property and pride.

Awaiting providence and time.

Rich and poor sleep side by side.

You created... a treasure.. made in your soul for us to read.

Posted 14 Years Ago


This is a great poem. The message is strong and clear. We should spend more time helping others. The flow of this poem is amazing and the words you picked are ones that get your message across without hesitation. I love the last line in this poem the most of all. Rich and poor sleep side by side.

Posted 14 Years Ago



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