There’s no value in wealth;
No joy in the coin;
No reason for hoarding,
Less still for greed;
No purpose in want;
No happiness in dollars spent,
And no pockets in a shroud.
I think I shall remain pocketless.
Yes, it’s pocketless for me.

39 thoughts on “Pocketless

  1. Hi,
    Interesting poem. Congratulations on a successful literary career. Thank you so much for following my blog. I’m sorry I couldn’t get over sooner to welcome you.

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