A Culpable Billionaire
There’s something I don’t understand about such a billionaire.
How much does he have to have before he wants to share
His great wealth with the world’s vast pool of poor…
Or does he just ignore their needs as he claws for more?
He has all the power that money will ever buy,
Except to purchase one second more to delay his time to die.
So, instead of seeking more billions to divide among his heirs,
Why can’t he invest in lost peoples so futures might be theirs?
In his short life this wealth is only his to briefly use;
If he does nothing but make more of it, he does nothing but abuse.
He drives one car at a time, eats three meals and sleeps in one bed.
The other toys are just accoutrements to keep his ego fed.
With all his power this billionaire has a unique chance
To help his fellow man to prosper and advance,
Turning his bills and paper notes into food and educations.
As it mushrooms it won’t be just paper, but growing nations.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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