Not Equal Poem by Randy McClave

We are not all equal he did say
As he gets down on his knees to pray,
The very same God we still worship
He says without a thought or a quip.
He worked very hard for all that he does own
But, he still hates and he still does moan
He screams that he deserves where he is in life
And he doesn't care about anyone else's strife.
I will not give to the poor or the needy a penny
Money or help from me they don't deserve any
And they should not be helped with our taxes
They should all work, or get the axes.
He had two good parents and his town had jobs
From hunger or doing without he never heard the sobs,
He shouts he will never assume someone else's debt
As Jesus had done, without pain or regret.

Randy L. McClave